tale wagging the dog

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Inside for awhile today with breeze gently blowing in the window, my friend listening and sniffing, plenty of movement, frowns, growls, smiles, whimpers, shifting looks and gestures, then full camaraderie during a sudden storm with the thunder showing how the big dogs bark. Stories and thought do not interrupt change and do not somehow make you non-absolute.

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About nessung

Appreciator of nature's underlying peace and promoter of pausing to notice this now.
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