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All is calm on this weekend morning which is how I tend to like it. I moved the desk from the back of the house to the front and as I sit to write this I’m gazing out the window overlooking the front yard. Nothing is moving. Not a single…
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The Winter Bloom
This morning, I watched the sunrise out the window of my writing room. I never knew my daughter’s old room had the best view of…
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Collecting Moments
My daughter thought it was hilarious that I finally scraped the strip of blue tape from the window. Sadly, it helped both of us realize…
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A Clean Window
A single, blue strip of painter’s tape ran along the bottom of the glass pane of the window. I have no idea why it was…
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Grab a warm cuppa and soothe your weary soul inbarbsworld. I’m Barb, the writer behind this blog and I share through a clear, simple lens. I’ve lived a life filled with everything that money could buy, but in 2014 I left that life to feel myself living. Now, I know what abundance truly is and it can’t be bought.
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