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  1. Colors of Love

    Colors of Love

    Amber hue sets the sky ablaze
    remembered always with a yearning
    dazzles of light caught in rains haze
    serendipity that eases the burning
    yellow a soft and tender daze
    while still has power of fires churning

    Blue is calm on a winters day
    easing away all of the pain
    green awakens in the next May
    new dawn leaves old shadows slain
    whispers to forever stay
    saffron will still yet
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    Updated 08-20-2008 at 08:01 PM by Dark Muse

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  2. don't know what to call this

    I’ve been absent. It feels like a really long time, but I suppose it’s only been a few days. I miss this place when I’m not able to log on for a while.

    The cherries have kept me busy lately. It’s really amazing how much fruit one cherry tree can produce. My neighbor has two trees and I can’t imagine having more than that. We have picked and picked. I’ve been working them up by hand so that I can check for worms as I go, but it’s really easy work. It’s just time consuming. ...
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  3. Life Stays Interesting

    The entry I typed last night went on too long even by my standards and was a huge grump which will be understandable in the second topic. So I killed it. Checked my PMs for that certain moderator to acknowledge my existance. I think her lawyers have authorized birthdays and anniversary blog creation day visitations only. Faith still remains the evidence of things unseen.

    So--onward to the three items mentioned in last blog.

    #1. New grand-daughter Alexandra Lillian ...
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  4. The Englishman Repents; Dorian Gains His Power

    Er, next two chapters. Meg inspired me. (-:

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    Phoenix had been living alone for about a year when she arose one night to discover Byron standing in her apartment doorway. Dressed in a pair of black skinny pants and scarlet poet’s shirt, with his left forearm braced against the entrance and right fist resting on his cocked hip, he appeared refreshingly lucid and clean, something which Phoenix had not seen in her occasional glimpses of the man across the lawn. ...
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  5. Zahle

    We went up to my parents hometown of Zahle day before yesterday and spent the night there in a hotel that's nearly a hundred years old.

    Driving up there, we stopped at the town of Baalbeck, but I'm not going to blog about that until I can post some pictures. Roman ruins, absolutely breathtaking!

    Anyways, my dad has been waiting for a long time to go back to Zahle; the overnight was the highlight of the trip for him. It was a really nice break from all the hectic-ness ...
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