Oh I love this, Hayden. Your words never fail never never never to entrance and awe me. Each a star

…without the outside world, until the one witnessing this dichotomy sees that nature is inside, too. Seed packets meant for Spring are lying in the windowsill like tarot cards without a reader. Destinies lie dormant. A mouse scurries through the walls behind the cupboard, just as the squirrel escaped the squall only…
Winter’s Fever Dream: Through Nature’s Glass
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Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Feb 21, 2022
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Oh I love this, Hayden. Your words never fail never never never to entrance and awe me. Each a star
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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