Thursday, August 2, 2018

Taos, New Mexico - 2 August 2018



Taos, New Mexico - 2 August 2018 - I love words and have kept a daily journal for the last forty years - all of which I have thrown away (for the sake those in my life still living).  My life has become quiet - and it is time for me to write - just write - daily, once a week - the subject matter is still a blank page. Welcome to my world! Donna
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