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Daily Archives: November 29, 2020
Dust everywhere. Fuel barrel sold. Emptiness is form.
Good morning to all. Sitting here in our messy dust-covered little house in the woods. The hardwood floor sanding and finishing is complete, but we need to wait several more hours before moving the stove and kitchen table and rolltop … Continue reading →
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Tagged barrel, blogging, dust, friends, fullness, hardwood flooring, hardwood sanding, paradox, silence, spirituality, Zen
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