
Once a month since January, my husband and I have been making the trip four hours north to Sheldon Springs, Vermont for me to take inspiration photographs for the novel I’m working on.
I was pleased with how this latest set turned out, and I filed them away, not thinking too much more about them.
Then, a week later, I read a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon, and—in an instant—he told me what the landscape of these photographs actually means to me:
The palpable stillness is warm and virginal,
this is the very center I have long searched,
a landscape that describes my very being,
penetrates my deepest sense of self-yearning.
from “The Deepest Sense” by Paul Vincent Cannon
I wrote this post as a call-and-response to Paul’s. Please visit his blog, parallax, to read “The Deepest Sense.”
What a beautiful landscape, Liz! The photo of the bridge is very special. The hint of a new novel even more so!
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Thank you on all counts, Chris! I don’t know if I’ll be able to pull off what I have in mind, but I’m going for it anyway!
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I have every confidence in you, Liz. 🙂
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Thank you, Chris! I appreciate that.
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Wonderful. So pleased you shared.
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I’m so pleased you enjoyed it, Goff.
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Pleasure. Happy Thursday, Liz.
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It’s so special when another writer inspires one in such a way.
Coincidentally, for some reason earlier this morning, I was thinking of my Ph.D. advisor–just randomly. I haven’t thought of him in years. He’s from Vermont! His family goes back generations there.
A new novel requiring inspirational trips sounds intriguing! 😀
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Interesting connection! Where is Vermont is your Ph.D. advisor from?
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I just looked him up, Allen F. Davis–Hardwick?
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I know right where Hardwick is. My husband and I go through it every time we make the trip to Sheldon Springs. I looked up Dr. Davis’s biography–very impressive! Coincidentally, he attended Dartmouth when one of my relatives and her husband were teaching in the Theatre Department there (George and Sarah Emily Schoenhut).
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Small world! 😀
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Your photos are beautiful. So nice that you were inspired by another’s written word. A high compliment indeed.
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Thank you, John. It’s always such a surprise when a poet speaks the truth of my own experience in a way I never have–or could.
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It’s not really easy to write a book but looks like you are enjoying it
I’m learning to enjoy it more
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You’re right. Writing is hard work and difficult and frustrating–but I love it anyway! I always have.
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Thanks for saying that because I’m in the midst of writing about my Journey through the church- disagreements, agreements , con jobs on believers , made up doctrines etc that I have encountered/ fed and I’m questioning / examining them .A lot of research involved , sometimes zero passion to write and other times enjoyable to write
Sometimes self doubt wondering , is it good enough ? Will anybody read it ? But the joy of writing it and the specter of the work when finished keeps me going
It tougher than I thought though
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You’re welcome. You’ve taken on a difficult subject to write about as well. I find it easier to think of my first draft as gathering raw materials that I can later mold and shape into something beautiful or useful or meaningful, as the case may be.
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This book sounds super interesting to me, diman5
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Lovely photos and quote share, Liz… Inspiring all around!
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Thank you, Bette! I’m glad you enjoyed them.
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That’s Vermont. So green, so lush, such quiet.
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It’s a very special place, all right. 🙂
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What wonderful inspiration! Looking forward to reading your novel!
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Thank you, Shayne! It’s going to be awhile. I have some research to do.
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Beautiful landscape and beautiful poetry. Continued good luck with your novel, Liz!
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Thank you very much on all counts, Dave!
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Lovely photos, Liz. I really enjoyed Paul’s poem.
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Thank you, Mary. I’m so glad to enjoyed Paul’s poem.
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Reblogged this on Nelsapy.
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Thank you so much for the reblog! I really appreciate it!
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Wow! Your photographs are gorgeous, Liz!
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Thank you, Jill! It’s a gorgeous place!
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I could get lost for days daydreaming in that landscape!
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I know just what you mean, GP. I have many times.
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This is beautiful!! Love your photos and the poem! Over 10 years ago we seriously considered moving to Vermont… because of the landscape, the arts and the people. We chose Washington state for many reasons but we both remember fondly our time in Vermont.
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Thank you, Sue! I’m so glad you enjoyed the photos and Paul’s poem. Unfortunately, the cost of living in Vermont has become prohibitively expensive.
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I am thrilled by your surrounding, Liz, which makes me feel free and the poem by Paul Vincent Cannon touches me!
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Thank you, Martina! I’m so glad you appreciated the feeling of the photos and were touched by Paul’s poem.
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Paul’s words are very evocative of your photographs.
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I’m glad you see that as well, Bernadette!!
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Vermont is so beautiful. You’ve captured it well. Leave it to Paul to provide the perfect words.
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Thank you, VJ. Yes, leave it to Paul!
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Welcome!
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Gorgeous, Liz. The East Coast has those green landscapes that are non-existent here in the west. Yes, we have mountains but there’s something about thick, long-lasting trees that calms the soul. I feel that when I visit my daughter in Maryland.
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Thank you, Jacqui. The first time I visited my daughter in San Diego, I was so disoriented. Away from the waterfront, everything was so brown, all dirt!
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You have to love San Diego for the weather, not the land, or you love hills and earthiness. My brother lives down there but on Coronado (he’s retired Navy).
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Our daughter and her husband took her father and me to Coronado. My husband’s retired Navy as well, but he was stationed on the East Coast except for two years on Italy.
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Ah. So I won’t ask if he knows my brother!
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Looks so serene. I’ll bet it’s gorgeous draped in fall colors. Are you from this area? I’m glad you’re working on a new novel. I look forward to reading it.
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Thank you, Eilene. I lived seven miles north of Shelden Springs from 1966 to 1975. (Funny, that date range is so short now! In my mind, it’s much longer.)
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Until I got to Durango, the longest I lived anywhere was 3.5 years! 1966 to 1975 sounds like a long time to me!!
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It was until I moved where I live now–20 years in September!
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Isn’t it wonderful when there is a profound connection that comes when the words of a poet are spoken!
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It most certainly is–and it’s why I’m now reading more poetry than I have had before!
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Gorgeous photo, Liz. I haven’t been to that part of the US. The scenery is tranquil. What a splendid idea to go for inspiration for your new novel. Just lovely – photos and the idea!
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Thank you, Miriam on both counts! Northern New England is beautiful country, if you ever get a chance to visit the East Coast.
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I would love to visit, Liz! I’ve only been to Boston and the nearby states.
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Boston and Franklin County, Vermont are pretty much on separate planets.
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I believe so, Liz. There are different cultures in different part of the state.
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That’s probably true of most places, I would wager.
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I understand enough about you to know you’re taking the extra time it takes to get the description for your novel just right. Good for you for not rushing things. I can’t tell from the photo if that is a railroad trestle bridge, but I suspect it is. I’ve been to all fifty states, but Vermont I shouldn’t even count because I was too young to remember it.
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Thanks, Pete. Yes, that’s a railroad tresle bridge across the Mississquoi River. If you’re able to make a trip to Vermont, it’s well worth it!
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Hi Liz, the pictures have captured the beauty, stillness, and peacefulness of this place. I can see why you love it. Thanks for sharing this extract from Paul’s poem.
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Thank you, Robbie. I’m glad you appreciated the beauty of the place, as well as Paul’s poem.
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Your photos made me long for the gentle hills of Vermont, Liz. It really is the place my heart resides. What a beautiful post. I’m heading over to Paul’s.
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Thank you very much on all counts, Diana.
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Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem!!! (I visited the blog.) I love your photographs! They do conjure up a feeling of tranquility….really lovely!
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You’re welcome, Linda! I’m so glad you appreciated Paul’s poem and my photographs.
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Liz, for me your photos evoke a sense of nostalgia and longing. I wonder what emotions your novel evokes? And when I read Paul’s poem on his website, I was struck by the difference between his landscape and yours—yet both create the same type of meaning for each of you. Thank you for sharing your literary and imagery connections.
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Thank you so much for your thoughtful comments, Ranee. I, too, was struck by how different Paul’s landscape is from mine, yet the feeling evoked is the same. Within the past year, I learned about the concept of “saudade” from a Portuguese work colleague. That’s one of the emotions I want to go for in the novel, which will be very difficult to pull off–but I’m going to try anyway!
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Oh, I love that concept, Liz, and it feels to me as though you’re on your way there. If anyone can do it, you can.
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Thank you for the vote of confidence, Ranee. I appreciate it.
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I can see why you drive out there for inspiration.
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Thank you, Mark.
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I love your photos and the poem so much my longing to see
The Himalayas!
Thank you.
Joanna
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You’re welcome, Joanna! I’m so glad you enjoyed the photos and Paul’s poem.
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These are beautiful photos, Liz. I grew up in what was then a rural area of Connecticut, and your photos remind me of what my surroundings looked like back then. And I’m so glad to hear you’re working on a novel!
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Thank you, Mary! I’m glad you enjoyed the photos. I was born in New Haven. (Not so beautiful surroundings . . . )
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Such beautiful landscape!
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Yes, it is! I’m surprised that so little about it has changed in fifty+ years.
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When so much is changing around us and the need for housing becomes greater by the minute, it’s kind of a wonder 🙂
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Yes, it is. The is a movement in Vermont to protect land from development with land trusts.
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We do need to preserve nature and the sceneries that remind us of what is important and where we come from ♡
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Lovely
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Thank you!
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Beautiful images so similar to where I grew up surrounded by green fields and trees…After reading Paul’s poem, Liz I can see how it resonated with you which is wonderful 🙂 x
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Thank you so much for reading Paul’s poem, Carol. Do you miss the landscape where you grew up?
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I do sometimes , Liz although where I live now is rural and we don’t have to travel far and the landscape is very similar its very green here as its tropical just sometimes the trees are different if that makes sense…but especially when I see photos like yours yes I do miss it and at times like Autumn when the colours change that doesn’t happen here as the temperature is constant much of the time we don’t have the seasons x
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I know what you mean. When I lived in Florida for three years, I missed the seasons terribly, as well as deciduous trees.
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Beautiful photos, Liz, and Paul’s poem is the perfect compliment!
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Thank you very much on both counts, Eugi!
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My pleasure, Liz!
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Beautiful captures Liz. Stillness is always inspiring. Best wishes for your book.
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Thank you very much, Sonia.
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My goodness! Paul’s poem really identifies your search, your feelings when it comes to the beautiful photos in Sheldon Springs, Vermont. I vividly remember my drive through Vermont last summer, one of many. There is something that pulls me in, doesn’t let me forget, and makes me smile deep down inside. I think you understand that. I’m so glad you discovered his poem!
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I remember your post from last summer about your drive through Vermont. I know exactly what you mean about smiling deep inside. I’m so glad I discovered Paul’s poem as well!
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It’s a wonderful feeling!
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Read mine too
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I find photographs to be the perfect prompts for me when I´m writing a novel. All the best with this one. The pictures are so lovely.
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Thank you, Darlene. The other thing I discovered when taking the photos each month is that there were associated smells I’d forgotten. I made sure to write those down!
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I love the post and photos!
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Thank you, Bonnie!
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I just saw this post for the first time four days later. WordPress is supposed to notify me when you make a post but it doesn’t always do so.
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The same thing happens to me with some blogs. WP has not yet fixed whatever gremlins are causing this.
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Oh, what a lovely post! I haven’t made it to Vermont yet, but I definitely want to go. Great photos!
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Thank you, Cecelia! If you make it to Vermont, I’d recommend that you stay away from the southern touristy areas where the flatlanders gather.
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Such beautiful photos! And the quote was just lovely!
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Thank you, Valerie! I’m glad you enjoyed them.
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Absolutely beautiful! And so calming. I really needed that today, upset about Afghanistan and feeling sympathy for the Gulf Coast and missing my Fefe.
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I’m glad the post was able to bring you a bit a calm when you needed it.
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Liz, what a great idea to visit an area on a regular basis for inspiration and the opportunity to take photos. These are beautiful. The poem is sublime and touches me to the core … I have just such a place and haven’t been able to visit there for ever so long. Good luck with your latest book, Liz! xx
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Thank you for your comments, Annika. I’m so glad you appreciate the photos and Paul’s poem. I originally decided to take the inspiration photos once a month so that I can get the setting descriptions accurate as the time in the novel progresses. (I have a tendancy when I’m writing to describe whatever season is right outside my window, which can cause some continuity problems, needless to say.) I hope you’re able to get back to your special place sometime soon.
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Wonderful pics, Liz!
They are inspiring, and Paul Vincent Cannon’s words put it into verbal perspective!
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Thank you very much on all counts, Resa! I’m so glad you enjoyed the post.
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Gorgeous scenery, Liz! I immediately see the tranquility and a pastoral lifestyle. You had mentioned a few months ago how you were making these monthly trips. I love your phrase “inspiration photographs.” Paul’s words fill me with a sense of peace, and possibly origin, our Eden.
Paul moves me with a quote by Thomas Merton. This same sense is found in his words “…merging of the outer as mirrored inwardly…” Possibly ‘the place’ I enter when I meditate. “Palpable stillness is warm and virginal” – profound and moving words.
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Thank you for your thoughtful comments, Erica. I’m so glad you spent some time with Paul’s poem, and that it moved you as much as it moved me.
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Beautiful post
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Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Those pictures transport a person back in time! Best of luck with your novel Liz!
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Thank you, Andy! I think the novel is going to be a bit of a long haul (not the book, the writing of it).
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God’s has certainly given us a beautiful world!! Happy writing as the days grow cooler and snugglier. 🙂
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Thank you very much, Nora!!
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Such tranquility, Liz. I feel energized already 🙂 Thank you.
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I’m so glad, Pat. Thank you for stopping by!
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