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Sunday Morning Walk

I’m walking my dog at a park through a dense fog on a Sunday morning. My husband is playing tennis with his new Slinger ball machine.

The park is quiet. The fog makes it almost eerie. Peeks of sunlight creep through between the trees. A few runners and fellow walkers say a friendly “hello, good morning”, safely from at least 6 feet away.

The COVID-19 pandemic gives me time to be with myself: learn who I am and who I want to be today. Being present in the moment is difficult in our fast paced, screen focused society.

Take 1 minute right now to close your eyes, be still and just breathe in…breathe out…in…out…

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This is the journey of exploring the curious mind behind @bonzcoloring... "Coloring with art supplies and words in an effort to have a better understanding of all things in life." -BonzColoring

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