instincts
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Hear Their Cries.
It is that time a year when on my route, I get to see babies in nature. The ones I particularly love, are the fawns. They are so wobbly and tiny, and yet expected to cross the roads quickly behind… Continue reading
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Living without Me.
Sitting on the ‘passenger’ side of the car but driving gives you a whole new driving experience and a great metaphor for seeing life from another angle. What was natural and instinctual is now taking thought; old driving habits… Continue reading