Category: the basket of random posts filled with beauty
a big basket of posts that don’t seem to fit in anywhere, but that are still full of beauty
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And, even when this life is threadbare; edges frayed from worry. The earth still sings a lullaby over all those who listen for her beauty. — Let her sing over your fears. . . . When my heart is full and worry tries to rob me of peace, I look for the beauty all around…