Today. Day 19

This morning the wind was blowing, and it was raining.  I sat with a friend, we were both quietly watching an America flag


Being battered by that wind.  Occasionally one of us would comment on the flag being really tossed around.  It occurred to us that that flag was just like our country.  Strong, free, holding firm against adversity.  Today I am grateful for our country

Tilly Evan Jones

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.” ~Mary Oliver

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