this past holiday season i was gifted with a cup on which is the poem

we are in no hurry. 

this is rather the theme of my life these days. i sleep when sleep comes, i dress for pleasing my soul, i snowshoe in the evenings as alaska daylight exits stage right.

and, who knows why….i certainly do not….but….milo finally decided to go snowshoe’ing.



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