VIOLETS SISTERS AT HER COMMAND, ESCAPES, BUT SHE REMAINS A PRISONER, AND SHE EVEN IN THE FACE OF GUNS, OBSTINATELY REFUSES TO TELL WHERE THEY WENT.

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More rain yet falls.

It makes a nice sound in the world.

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Time for weekend breakfast. Coffee and toast and grilled sausage and eggs. A day to be still and silent. Contemplative. A day free of any kind of expectation. A day of small tasks done with mindful attention. A day for kindness to self and others. A day for tender self-regard. For yet breathing in the rain-dampened air and for feeling the solid earth beneath our feet. A day free of recriminations, hurry, worry, bother, or scurry.

A day for the world to reveal itself or not, as it is moved to do.

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Namaste.

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