Blah.
Frustrated.
Oppressed and suppressed.
Kicking against the walls.
Yaargh!
Blah.
Blah.
Blah.
Back soon.
Happier soon.
Blah.
Frustrated.
Oppressed and suppressed.
Kicking against the walls.
Yaargh!
Blah.
Blah.
Blah.
Back soon.
Happier soon.

Simple abundance. Fresh Nova Scotia blueberries and the taste of warmer climes. Sitting in the kitchen watching my Dad patiently and lovingly prepare a feast for my birthday dinner celebrated when fortune allows us to be together.
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How fortunate to have time to stop and watch this lady rebuild her webs after the rain and wind. I mean rebuild too, rather than repair. When I first noticed her she had a three-strand structure. As I watched she got seven initial spokes in place, I was amazed by the speed at which she proceeded from there. She was working in a fairly high breeze too.