Ha got it to work
There’s the fruit story
It’s hard to choose which of Anthony de Melo’s stories to read. They are all terrific and life altering in small stitches.
Hiya Allison!
Had to stop in for some soul refreshing sights and sighs.
Loved your finding old post cards.
Reminded me to fetch your book off Amazon. Now I have a reader again I can read it. It made me sigh so big when I started it that the sigh didn’t stop and something came loose. Happens when I read Walt Whitman too. So I stop so I can breath again. Then breath the thing the words brought in.
It’s not really explainable. If it was swooning then I’d just say swoon.
Looking forward to getting back and seeing if you are growing anything and still sweeping the village church on Saturday.
Hugs
No – I gave that job to someone else, who conveniently needed it more than I did some years ago! Tomatoes. Green, about the size of a ping pong ball, and not yet featured on the blog. That’s what is mostly growing. I cannot tell what the potatoes are doing; they prefer to hide beneath. Breathing is good. So is Walt Whitman! Hugs back.
waywardspirit 
What about the fruit one? Post that 🤗❤️
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The Fruit story is in gif format. Will have to write it out or get it in a different format.
The two stories together though!
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Ha got it to work
There’s the fruit story
It’s hard to choose which of Anthony de Melo’s stories to read. They are all terrific and life altering in small stitches.
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Hello Wayward. Thanks for stopping by at my spot today.
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Hiya Allison!
Had to stop in for some soul refreshing sights and sighs.
Loved your finding old post cards.
Reminded me to fetch your book off Amazon. Now I have a reader again I can read it. It made me sigh so big when I started it that the sigh didn’t stop and something came loose. Happens when I read Walt Whitman too. So I stop so I can breath again. Then breath the thing the words brought in.
It’s not really explainable. If it was swooning then I’d just say swoon.
Looking forward to getting back and seeing if you are growing anything and still sweeping the village church on Saturday.
Hugs
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No – I gave that job to someone else, who conveniently needed it more than I did some years ago! Tomatoes. Green, about the size of a ping pong ball, and not yet featured on the blog. That’s what is mostly growing. I cannot tell what the potatoes are doing; they prefer to hide beneath. Breathing is good. So is Walt Whitman! Hugs back.
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