Friday, August 8, 2014

Day 165



I was sidetracked yesterday afternoon by the appearance of the sun. I had to sit in its warmth and enjoy the breeze fluttering the prayer flags. I have named most of the flags by color and say the names as I know prayer is going up for them. Some are living.  Some are not but the prayers have the same message. My hair is shorter and I don’t look so much like a dandelion that has gone to seed. 

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