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351. tips of winter trees, touching blue sky
352. a risk, words from a new friend sent from hundreds of miles
353. a sleepless night, weakness.  prayer, peace
354. painted creamy white floors, scrubbed clean
355. the way mickey mouse chicken nuggets fit the heart-shaped space on the plate, m's discovery
356. little blue eyes and little greens
357. paint thinner, paint, sandpaper, wood stain, the colors, smells, sounds of forward progress
358. lunch with i. hearing the exotic dreams and fearless wonder from a young woman who shows me what could be
359. the men working across the street, always ready for conversation, often a bright spot on an otherwise icy and dreary day
360. a working computer, 26 letter keys that gladly absorb the overflow of my heart