It is the way your car glides across the floor

…and the way we feel when we laugh

 

It is the way you put one Cheerio on each plate

…and the way we leave the mess at home.

 

It is the way the air is cool.

…and the way the sun kisses the clover.

 

It is the way our hair shimmers like copper.

…and the way the world spins around

 

It is the way we look up in wonder.

…and the way you grasp a pinecone

 

It is the way I hold you close on my back.

…and the way my hair blo...

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It is usually around this time of year, that I need to put extra effort into trying to be creative.  I feel cooped up and that winter has been way too long.  I dream about lazy days outside in the sunshine, vintage quilts blowing in the breeze on the clothsline, a forest picnic, swimming in the moonlight, running barefoot in the sand (okay walking, I don't really like running).  But in reality, I don't need sunshine and warm weather to live creatively and passionately.  I just need a little i...

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