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...and a gorgeous February morning. The air is breezy, dry, with high thin clouds. Matt's downstairs getting some work done in his office...I stand at the kitchen counter waiting as my tea steeps (Pumphrey's Blend, which has become a second favorite of mine, after Russian Caravan). Contemplating meditating (sounds a little meta, huh? and I don't mean metta, but I could!) before we we hit the nursery in a little while.
The notion of transition is always with me now. But really, I continue to reflect that transition just *is*...now and forever. One moment transits to the next, no? One stage of life to the next, in little bitty increments, sometimes compressed to the point of seeming fast forward...the experience that rests with me at this time. Weird, time. Before you know it, spring will be upon us...hence the nursery...and so I wrap up this post with a tidy little bow.
Have a great weekend!
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