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The weather’s sublime and it’s predicted to continue. We’re lucky in this blue state of ours, more precisely Southern California, which I feel like should be its own substate — a breakaway from the top half of the U.S.’s western border, because the weather down here is so wonderful that it’s hard to stay focused on finding an agent for my novels (more about that here).
Fingers crossed lest I jinx the bliss, this entire year has been perfection. Winter is easing in with sunny skies breezing into cool nights.
A recent day trip with girlfriends to local hot springs ‘gilded the lily,’ as chef Jacques Pepin loves to say. The various types of pools were lovely… as were the mud baths…
In between, we donned fluffy robes to break for lunch outdoors…
Today’s guest, writer/artist JoAnna of the Forest, blogs from North Carolina, where she resides with her husband, dog, and cat.
Want good news? Each Tuesday, she posts exactly that on her blog, Anything is Possible! | With Love, Hope, and Perseverance.
She’s published two books. Trust the Timing, a Memoir of Finding Love Again, recounts how, after 39 years apart, she and her high school sweetheart reconnected. Her poem offers a taste…
Must Love Dogs by JoAnna of the Forest
Human Love had failed me,
Not parental love
Taken for granted,
Or the love of children
Needing my care,
It was romantic love,
Twisted around egos
Of baggage and expectations,
That drove me from myself
Again and again, until
It almost drove me mad.
Still, Divine love
waiting in the wings
Offered the love that kept me alive:
It was Dog Love that saved me,
Dog love is Divine Love
Reflected In a living being,
Loyal, honest, and true,
to walk with me on the earth
To get me outside
To see the big sky
And the tall trees,
Strong, protective, deep,
Helping me find myself again.
When I finally learned
To love myself well,
A human knowing Dog Love
Found me.
This man with three dogs
Carried his oldest dog
Upstairs to bed every night.
My heart fluttered.
I took a chance.
We became one pack
Filled with Dog Love, Divine Love, Human Love
Loyal, honest, and true,
Strong, protective, deep.
How’s the weather where you’re at?
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Spa day looks amazing! Great feature and love the poem da-AL💕
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Glad you enjoyed your visit Cindy 😃
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