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Wednesday, December 14, 2016

11 days til Christmas...lonesome country. And you?

Lonesome country, 5 by 7 watercolor
Eleven days til Christmas.
'Tis a lonesome country season also... for those far away, or isolated in solitude out on the Great Plains, or crammed into crowded cave dwellings we call urban apartments.
Hopes and fears through the years...memories of those before.
And being aware of being alone...yet connected by memories and those before.
Maybe that's why a star shines so brightly--we are not alone.
Who do you know who is lonely, who is lonesome?
What are you going to do about it?
What is "Christ"mas about, if not you? 

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