We do not get to choose our days, nor how they will unfold around our heads for the most part. Yes, we do make decisions that affect them, but all in all they're out of our hands. Thinking back there was a few setbacks that may have started the ball rolling. Letting it roll off the court and into a ditch without picking it back up, was surely a matter of choice on my part. I hope I haven't lost the few readers I did have to my ramblings. If you will forgive me and allow me to gather up the scattered memories of this Summer. I promise to try to let you in on what has taken place, without boring you in the process.
Several changes have already taken place this Summer and more will need to be made in order to carve out time to write. My head has been full, even over whelmed at times, but the love of writing is still buried deep inside me. If you want to listen, then I will try to share.
A little visitor at our front porch for you to enjoy till then.
A beautiful Zebra Swallowtail (was able to mark a new one off my butterfly sighting list)
Talk to you soon,
Deborah








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