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A quiet, rolling reality, perhaps personal integrity. Watch the moon’s glow, an illuminating sunrise, the breeze and morning bring nature’s voice. A loon in the distance, calling the wetlands home. A hoot owl after midnight. How many people can hear life’s natural progression. The headlines will distract, meaning and proclamation. Little time to reflect, only…
About the Archivist
This is a site based on my writing with a focus on cathartic moments and points in my life that I hope might resonate with readers.
Occasionally the topics might be rather severe. Please liken it to writing and expression of life and the human condition. Please look for the good and kind solutions to everyday life.
What Crosses My Mind 