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Dec 10, 2021Liked by Scott Stabile

At 11 PM on an August night, laying on a recliner next to my elderly dad laying on his recliner, his prof was at Princeton, Albert Einstein, my dad and I would watch the shooting stars way up in the Adirondack Mountains. I was so very blessed to watch many nights in the summers the celestial handiwork firing off beautiful stars~ enormous and seemingly close in proximity~ all the while Dad would say with his Kentucky accent, wow, will you look at that~ those stars are light years away from us. Dad taught us of all his southern and Cherokee ways~ The shooting stars along with the chorus of the air and the animals of the forest night~ to me that’s love~

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How beautiful, Mary. πŸ’œπŸ’•πŸ’œ

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hav missed you,....so nice to 'hear' your words again,....thank you,.. ps. I'm confused, is this not a source of social media as well?

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I guess it is social media, but it feels unlike FB and IG to me, which is what I meant (I should have been specific). No ads here, for one, which is a great thing. Much love to you!

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Nov 11, 2021Liked by Scott Stabile

Big Love and Big Hugs to you!

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And back to you, dear Laura!

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Nov 11, 2021Liked by Scott Stabile

πŸŒΉπŸ’•

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Nov 11, 2021Liked by Scott Stabile

hey Scott! This is a wonderful idea! I hope all is well, sending Bigger LOVE!

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Thanks and Love to you, Irene!

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You are a bright light in this effed up world, thankful for you! Xoxoxo

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