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morning clouds lifting over the mountains

Harvesting Gratitude

  Gratitude. It’s my medicine for times when I don’t move with ease.  For times when I’m still stuck slogging through the mud (literally or metaphorically) despite the fact that it’s almost June.  All the rain of late is making the mud a mainstay; I may switch the saying to “May showers bring June flowers.”

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