“I come into the presence of still water

And I feel the day blind stars

Waiting with their light.

For a time- I rest in the grace

And I am free.” ( Wendell Barry)

Poetry is a great comforter-

(Or songs)

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There is grand Canyon trip about to start

With all the young ( 50 year olds)…

A the second generation of rafters

Who will brave the whitewater without us.

And I felt moved to share- as a strong medicine for fear

An old time song- I have been known to sing

When flying on an out of control wind surfer-

A song-

That would get me back to shore- unscathed.

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“When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbin along

along- there will be no more sobbin when he comes bobbin along

along- wake up wake up-

you sleepie head

cheer up – cheer up – the sky is red”………..

Smile and be happy.

xoxoxo Sally