I have a vague memory of strong twigs used to divine water from the ground. Our ancestors used them to locate life-giving crystal-clear water. In the wake of our current dire situation, perhaps we could do the same. Standing on the stone ledge, I scanned the forest floor for a sturdy Y-shaped branch. Every cell in my body is keen on this working, and my brain imagines a fruitful discovery to wallow in. Daphne, unbroken by my insistence and urgency, calmly located an appropriate limb. She turned to me, this magnificent creation of my blood, and handed me our salvation.
I Write Her 
Bookmarking TBR (not sure how to do that on WordPress, except by tracking back through comments…)
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Thank you! Look forward to hearing your thoughts, and likewise, yours. :)
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Thank you!
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Well done, Susi!
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Thanks so much, Eugenia!
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You’re welcome, Susi!
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Susi this one is begging for a follow up!!
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Let’s see how next week’s words go. I’ll see if I can continue it then. :) Thanks, Val!
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Here you go, Val! :) https://iwriteher.com/2024/04/21/w-w-part-ii/
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Very interesting story Susi.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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Of course 👍🏼
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I LIKE IT!
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That makes me happy! Thanks, Nan! :)
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