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Forest Primeval

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I get “the bug” this time of year.  Not the flu bug (please), but the urge to get rid of stuff.

Sunshine brings it on and Virginia has had many sun-shiney days this winter

It’s high time to make decisions about what clothes to discard and which to donate!

Over twenty years ago I was a working girl of semi svelt proportions who invested in quality stuff befitting a career girl’s status.

And would you believe those pencil thin skirts and silk blouses are still in a back closet?

They are the favorite clothes that will not button or zip no matter how much I hold in deteriorating abs.

Never mind  the suits and silks of the past are no longer in style and never mind that most of those vintage beauties are ridiculous to wear in the country.

Sensible sneakers and jeans are things to wear here in rural Virginia (with the exception of one or two special occasions where people still turn out in jeans!)

But back to the bug, my warped thinking every Spring is,  “Hang onto this.  You might get down to that size again!”

That skirt was high quality you know.

But there are many other “things” to hang onto.  Shorts, bathing suits, and even underwear have accumulated in plastic bags marked Medium, L, XL, XXL (notice there never was a Small).

It is exhausting work to try all those sizes back on.

Sigh.

I have managed to donate two coats to Good Will, but promptly bought two more – needed someting in beige after all.  Something to wear with jeans.

Best to leave all this decision making until it is really Spring, or maybe a year from next Spring?

I might get down to that size again!

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A Virginia View

Is it a mirage or a dream,

or another sunrise in Virginia?

 

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There are two white horses down the road from my house.

They rarely come close enough for conversation but today was different.

They whispered with low nickers.

And I whispered back.

Have you ever heard a horse whisper?

I did.

And it was magic!

 

 

 

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Fencing in the last of summer to look back upon and reflect.

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It was a clear afternoon in Virginia, in spite of looming clouds.  And the Blue Ridge Mountains called me out on the deck for cooler temps.  And there was something entrancing about the light.

I was not alone.

An agile young deer who could have leaped over the pasture fence, simply crawled right through a nice little gap in the rungs.

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And another well fed deer looked up at me.  “Hello”, I said in my softest deer-like voice, and she simply kept dining on the last green grass of summer.

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Two hummingbirds made their fly-by challenges for last minute dips at the feeder.  I have heard that hummers need to stock up on nectar for their long flights to winter in Venezuela.

I am never alone in the country.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Country Lane n Tree

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