Archive for April, 2004


Friday, April 30th, 2004

Denny’s entry today offers a gorgeous close-up of gardenia blossoms. They look velvety and creamy. I can almost feel their texture on my skin. And the scent! Imagine lying on a bed of petals, with a blanket of them covering you in a soft drift. I would savor the caress of such a gift. I […]

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What’s Left?

Friday, April 30th, 2004

Kurt Brobeck of The Coffee Sutras writes inspired entries he dubs “morning verses.” This one struck me as especially eloquent. Yesterday I felt discouraged. It hangs over me this morning, as well. I tell myself chop wood, carry water. But the woods grow thicker. The water is over my head. I have only these old […]

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Only Shared Footsteps & Silence

Thursday, April 29th, 2004

This is particularly lovely to me, and rings true. But it’s not the same, a friendship of correspondence, a friendship of words. Once you’ve walked alone together, in silence, with a dear, true friend, there’s so much more to say than words can capture. Open mouth, already a mistake. Sometimes only shared footsteps and sun-drenched […]

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