Abundance of beauty. 
Abundance of time for gentle pursuits.
Abundance of quiet.Abundance of gentleness.
Just recognizing it.
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egads, you hussy! What beautiful pictures! They make me wish I had such wonderous beauty awaiting me in my backyard when what I really have are piles of doggie poop and dead grass.
Can't you just come here and coach me on how to grow things like that? Just for one day?!
Your new banner is extraordinary, by the way. When I grow up I want to be a cross between Stephanie and the Pioneer Woman, okay?
Evie
Did you somehow miss the dead grass on the side of the picture of the sage that Trev picked for our soup?
And you should know by now that I excel at pinpointing the beauty, friend, it does not reign supreme. I have to seek it out! I am pretty good at that, if I may say so myself!
Though I was born in Florida, I have not since then been east of Dogpatch, USA, so I would love to come visit. Is that still there? In Arkansas?
I digress, as always.
Thank you for the compliments, Friend.
Yrs truly, Steph
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