The morning air
So cold
A chill winters day
With renewed hope
I sit relaxed
Drinking my morning cup of tea
Pure bliss.
Bliss
The morning air
So cold
A chill winters day
With renewed hope
I sit relaxed
Drinking my morning cup of tea
Pure bliss.
Putting Disability on your bookshelf
(I arrange words and eat cake.)
Game Playthroughs with Audio Description
Musings, tips and tricks about the accessible software world
Diverse audio description reflecting society
A fabulously blind romance author.
Digesting Vision Loss by Jeff Flodin
Advocates taking steps to ensure digital media accessibility for everyone.
Therapy Bits 
Awesome! I can feel the refreshment in your lovely reflection, Carol Anne. Thank You!
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Oh thank you, Suzette, I’m glad you liked it 😃😚
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My pleasure. Cheers.
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Cheers 😄😘😘
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With renewed hope. Pure bliss. Love this. Such a relaxing late winter poem. Thanks for sharing.
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You’re very welcome Debbie, I’m glad you liked it 😄
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