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HAVE PEN, WILL TRAVEL

“Off in the nether lands I heard a sound Like the beating of heavenly wings And deep in my brain I can hear a refrain Of my soul as she rises and sings Anthems to glory and Anthems to love and Hymns filled with early delight Like the songs that the darkness Composes to worship …

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I tend to sketch my life as it happens. With a plump gentle snow floating over my windshield last night & past my windows today, my pen conjured up this cozy Irish Wool sweater while my knife & spoon conjured up a savory beef lentil vegetable soup. A Celtic Clannad-esque soundtrack flowing through my Sunday …

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