Foggy early.
(I didn’t sleep well last night.)
Giving way to a mind-clearing, mid-morning breeze.
(Write. Photograph. Plan. Dream. )
Full-sun by midday.
(Get outside.) (Get stuff done.) (Find fun.) (Play.)
Colder air moves in late afternoon.
(Wrap up the day. Catch up the day.)
(You go first. No, you.)
((How was your day?))
Star-sprinkled clarity early evening, followed by moonshine late.
(Tuck in, count blessings and stars, hope.)
Fair skies predicted come morning.
one hopeful year 
The deep greens of the trees against the fog is striking. Dream….find fun….sounds like the right prescription for a good day.
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Thanks Debby! Happiest of Thanksgivings to you and your family. I am grateful for our kinship. ❤️
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As this Thanksgiving day comes to an end I discover that you are again writing, my friend. I couldn’t be more delighted. What a gift to all of us who are fed and encouraged by your words and stories. Welcome back. Please know you’ve been missed.
xo
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Thank you for visiting! You’re very kind and supportive. I hope to write more often! Happy Thanksgiving! Always thankful for you!
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