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It is the quality of the air. 

It is each flower as it opens.

It is the birds on the wing and their song. 

It is the Canadian Geese flying overhead, passing by until autumn falls. 

It is the soft flowers and their powerful fragrance. 

It is the vibrant, alive feeling all around as everything stirs, the wild ones, and our own, blood and bone. 

It is Spring.
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Dearhearts,

This is a blog that was very dear to my heart. I stopped it at the end of 2009 just about 3 weeks before my mother passed, and a couple of months later moved here to Dragonfly Cottage. I really loved this blog and it covered a period of time that was very different than my life today. The reason I want to resurrect it is because it was a place, and will be a place, where I can dash off thoughts without feeling the need to do a whole long blogpost. I can share my art, my morning musings over my latte's and what I have called for 30 years my "Notes, Quotes & Flashing Thoughts." I always wrote that in the cover of every journal I started and I plan to do a small book of  musings with this same title.

I have started to clean up the sidebars and have eliminated almost everything, they will be redone tonight, but I thought, today, when I came across this blog that it was something I didn't want to let go of, and today, with the many things I am struggling with, often not having the energy to write a long blog post, that a morning's quick note would be a way to stay in closer touch. If you are on my mailing list you will get notices about these entries as well so you don't need to sign up for a new one.

I'm going to close here to feed the pugs, different pugs than I had when I started this blog years ago, but the pug tribe lives on, in my heart and in my home.

Blessings and Love Dearhearts. Have a beautiful weekend...