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Sunday, I had one of those moments where circumstance wakes me from my
bliss with a solid slap to the face.

Mom was here and we were sitting at the dining room table sipping tea and talking. I heard the
comforting sound of rain so I spun around in my chair to watch. What I
saw were streaks of white hail. Since I was safely inside (and not
riding my bike at 12 miles per hour, thus experiencing a very painful
exfoliation process), I sat back enjoying the beauty of the moment.
Pretty white hail falling from the sky, bouncing on the deck, the lawn,
my little seedlings… MY LITTLE SEEDLINGS! It was there that the
Universe made bold to remind me that hail on little baby plants is bad.
Very bad. I found myself dashing between the deck and the kitchen floor
bringing the poor babies to safety. I did this just in time, for next
it began to sleet.

My poor seedlings aren’t looking so well, now. I may
decide to start anew with fresh seeds, just in case these babies don’t
make it.

Breathe deeply,
Laugh with abandon,
Love wholly,
Eat well.

MiLady Carol
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