These pages contain my thoughts, from meandering ideas and persuasions to deep cerebrations and serious mentations.
Why, for what purpose? To release my mind and set creativity free. Somewhere inside the constraints of my mind dwells a writer, a poet, an artist who paints with words. In here I release those constraints and set the artist free.
Perhaps, lost somewhere in the depths of thought, is a story or a poem, waiting to be written.
Good for you! I've spent minimal time out in the yard, as is my wont. I've done enough to hopefully keep the "yard police" at bay, although I'm sure somebody is tracking the carpet of green inhabiting the rock garden along the front sidewalk. A task for another day.
Yes, Wordsmitty ✍️, spring does tend to take a lot of blame for winter's problems. But, some of this is still from last fall, so part of the blame goes there (or on me for putting things off so long it turned too cold to do them).
Spring always gets blamed for all this work when it's really winter that has caused everything to pile up until now. At least you've got an early start on that beach tan.
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