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My blog is one place where I can be myself without worrying about my voice being too loud, my laugh too raucous or my ideas too weird.

Twenty- five Seven

Personally speaking

sun rise

  • Last night as I was feeding Ms Papaya, I looked up and saw the sunset. There were no words to describe the changing sky as it morphed from ripples of white cloud into a peachy pink that slowly turned deeper into magenta and then purple before finally giving up to become dark . As the Read more

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