Where are you? You’re at the Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally. Start here.
Where do you want to go from where you are? Start by taking a small step. Then another.
If it’s difficult to start where that caption is, it says
Without any tennis balls around, Zoe has resorted to the limes that fall off the tree…
I want to start being more like Zoe.
“Start where you are” finds lots of videos on YouTube. Let’s start here:
Start a comment, if that’s where you are.
Where I am is here, so I’ll end with gratitude to all who helped me start and complete this post and — of course! — to you, wherever you are.
Hi Ann, how are you over there. I’m here in my little abode, in Bell Post Hill, 8km from the Geelong city centre and it’s beautiful waterfront precinct, 30km from the gorgeous Bellarine Peninsular and the golden sands of the Surfcoast, and 70km back up the road to Melbourne city.,.. So this where I am.
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I’ll start with this, Ivor: thanks for your comment and your blog.
It helps my morning when the start includes your blog, Ann.
Thanks for being here, Mark.
“Begin at the beginning,” the King said, very gravely, “and go on till you come to the end: then stop.”
You reminded me of this, from Alice in Wonderland.
Thanks for beginning and ending this wonderful comment.
I like starting my day here.
I love where you are, Louise.
I always find the best place to start is with the words of songwriter Jana Stanfield who said, “I am not lost, I’m exploring.” Wherever we find ourselves it’s always somewhere and somewhere is worth exploring.
Thanks for exploring, Chris.
If you run into Zoe, please giver her a couple of avocados to go with her lime. And a hug.
I am starting my day with a borrowed cat on my lap, and the printer whirring.
Hugs for where you are, Maureen.
I start by putting one foot in front of the other, I start by clicking one link and then another, my first start was when I came from my mother.
Thanks for the start, middle, and end of your rhyme.
Zoe, wherever she is, is a smart dog.
Lisa, wherever you are, are a smart woman.
Every journey starts with a step, every trip starts with a miss-step
Love where you are, Joanne.
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A great place to be! Dinner looked great too 💛
Let me start this belated comment by saying you make WordPress a great place to be! Thanks, Val.
Thanks Ann. 💛
Please consider swapping Michael to do some cooking around here!