there 'used to be' a writer that lived here.
but now the lawn is needing mowing, the paint is peeling from around the windows
and there are too many newspapers piled in the drive.
a short trip away has become an extended absence
of course there is work going on
some exterior and physical, some interior and personal.
no big deal, just the sorts of things that I don't write about
and that you would not find interesting.
I will be back, always have found my way back here
but I am occupied elsewhere.
Monday, February 20, 2012
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seasons for all things, it sounds like a time to gather fodder to pen at a later date :)
May the Lord help you David I saw you on Skype but I am sick today so I didn 't call
We are always interested in what you've been up to- I wish I could work less myself!
You'll find inspiration again, don't worry
Come ye yourselves apart and rest a while.
Whenever you're ready to write again, David, we will be here to read. Blessings my friend!
Whenever you are ready to write again, David, we will be here to read. Blessings, my friend!
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