Small bits and pieces from my January journal--
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Yes, we got like 4 inches of snow yesterday and this picture should appear to be a mismatch for a February day.
Sometimes things are not quite what they seem. By that, I mean the obvious. Butterflies often represent an opening, a new beginning, something different than what perhaps preceded it. Often, it will represent a rebirth. Sometimes with religious significance but other times a person can take ahold of their life and find who they are - and perhaps have been all along but didn't realize it. With that realization can come change. The butterfly was once a goofy caterpillar. But that was then and this is now. Even as a caterpillar no one knew it. At some point, deep down inside, one can realize that they were always going to be a butterfly in spite of what anyone thought or said. This beautiful leather Journal has Southern Pacific railway system map of the San Francisco area etched in it. I love it and it will become a companion to the other beautiful leather Journal I've been carrying for years now.
A small sampling from my journal August 19 through August 31:
"A poem knows where you already are, and nails you there." ~ William Stafford
Just for the record, I am current on my April - Poem-a-day Challenge. Sent out 4 poems over the weekend. Working on a contest entry for next month. Yesterday was a particularly productive writing day. You can't have too many of those. Bits from you journal this weekend...
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AuthorMichael Allyn Wells - notes & musings Archives
February 2024
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