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Slipping through the patio door into the bedroom, she undressed at her leisure and slipped into bed smelling of fresh air and salt water. Her fingertips touched his arm. That was all she needed, that simple, small touch as sleep took hold and taking her into that place where dreams reside.
 
Her day started way earlier than she would have liked but things happen. She adjusted. She managed to slip back into bed for a couple more hours while M worked. Finally, sleep released her and after dressing, a short visit to the kitchen for the inevitable cup of coffee and she slipped into the study, sitting on the corner of his desk as they softly discussed all sorts of topics as they usually did.

Her co-authors were going to have to wait a bit. Her head and her concerns were on her family at the moment. She knew they would understand. People, things, in the RW came first, always.

M kept her grounded and focused. He kept her sane, if truth be told. Again, that quiet strength of his meant so much to her. He was gentle and caring with a bolt of steel throughout, remaining firm and resolute where His Lady's health, physical and mental, were concerned because she was important to him. He and his were just as important to her.
 
Mondays had always seemed depressing for him. Not anymore. He looked forward to them just as much as when Friday arrived and he couldn't wait for the weekend to take him away from work. She had brought a new light into his life though. Every day was a celebration. She was a blessing. His lady had woken up a few hours after him, slipping into the Study as he sat there typing. They had started discussing about things, people, threads, sports, viruses, and other stuff. He watched her drink her coffee from his chair, leaning back, as she sat on the edge of his desk. Various thoughts were racing through his mind. But the RW was more important for her today. Things would have to wait.
 
Long day, partly stressful. However, things, have gotten better and I am finally at ease, enough so, that I think I can finally sleep.

So much to be thankful for. People. Circumstances.

Time to sleep so a new day can come. Hope. Belief. Faith. Strength. Conviction.
 
It was already promising to be a good day. Things in the RW were good once more, not clouded by worry. Even the weather was cooperating. Hot but not as hot as she was use to this time of year.

Summer was on its last legs. How had time flown by so fast? There was so much she was looking forward to. Fall. Leaves. The air turning crisp so that when one sucked it into their lungs, it stung, sharp and sweet. Fall brought Halloween or All Hallows. Mostly, for her, it was a holiday for the children. Their excitement brought a smile to her face. The carving of pumpkins, making candied and caramel apples, designing costumes, and even for some, scaring the living dickens out of them before giving them candy.

Beyond fall there was so much more. She looked forward to it.
 
Humor

~Irish Diplomacy~

The art of telling
someone to go to hell,
and having them
look forward to the trip

:rose:


Inside Every Older Person
Is A Younger Person
Wondering
What The Hell Happened

:rose:

DILLIGARA
doilooklikeigivearatsass?

:rose:​
 
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Door were locked, wards set and she went around turning off the lights. Her bare feet made no sound as they traversed the wooden floors to the bedroom. There were no lights on behind her to wake him as she opened the door, stepped into the interior and closed the door behind her. Slipping in to bed, she sighed softly as she snuggled down to sleep.
 
Morning came in the wink of an eye, or so it felt like. Sleep had refreshed her mind and body. There were morning chores to see to. Some writing to also accomplish. There was enough to keep her busy so she stayed out of trouble (depending on how one defined trouble, that is). It was going to be a glorious day.
 
Doors locked, lights flickered off, the air-conditioning dialed to a slightly higher setting and shut off for the time being. Somewhere in the kitchen the coffee pot set itself to brew in the morning. On the grounds, outside, at the far side of the house, sprinklers turned on.

She walked the rose garden. Pausing to smell the different roses or pinch off dead buds, tossing the dead heads into the mulched beds. Roses reminded her of her mother. Long parted from this world, she still missed her maternal presence. The only thing to change was that she could now think of her mom without pain or ache. Thoughts of her only brought smiles. She walked like a wraith through her own garden, finding peace in the night before she turned in and slept.
 
May the sun
bring you new energy by day

May the moon
softly restore you by night

May the rain
wash away your worries

May the breeze
blow new strength
into your being

May you walk
gently through the world
and know its beauty
all the days of your life.

:rose:Apache Blessing:rose:
​
 
Spinning around from the computer monitor, having spent a good part of her morning in WoW working on some dailies, she reached for her coffee cup. Her nose twitched, her eyes took on a faraway look, but deeper in them? Mischief lurked and it didn't bode well for someone.

She laughed softly to herself.
 
He raised a brow and chuckled as her nose twitched, sensing the wicked mischief lurking behind that look. He wasn't sure whether to be scared of it, or laugh. He got up from his desk, planted a kiss on her cheek and headed towards the bedroom. It had been a frustrating evening, but he had been glad to have her by his side. As always. She calmed him down in the most difficult situations, and excited him at other times.

The lights switched off as soon as he undressed and slid under the covers. Closing his eyes, he went to the place where he could only be while he was asleep. And what a sweet, wonderful place it was.
 
She had to smile as he kissed her cheek and with a hand on his arm, stopped him from leaving just yet. She wanted to hug him. She knew he had a rough evening, but had gotten through it. Getting to her feet, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly for a few long moments before she kissed his cheek and let him go.
 
She leaned back against the kitchen counter sipping her coffee thoughtfully. It was Friday. Again. Once more the work week had flown by. Time did that to you when you were busy or having fun. Nothing loomed for the weekend. But she'd find something to do. She always did. Baking. Definitely some baking. An apple crisp came to mind. She had a batch of green apples dying to be made into a crisp. Maybe those shortbread cookies she never got around to making too.

There was Shepard's Pie for dinner tonight. Maybe, she'd back the crisp for dessert tonight. Apple crisp and whipped cream. Whipped cream went with everything. She grinned with a brief shake of her head. Turning toward the cupboards, she began pulling open doors and checking for all the ingredients she needed.
 
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