candace robb
walking the Mean Streets of Medieval York
Tag: mind’s eye
The Mind's Eye
My husband just paused in my office door. “If I ask you to close your eyes and imagine a pine tree, do you see a pine tree?” I closed my eyes, saw a beautiful long-needle pine swaying gently in a breeze. “Yes. Why?” He’d… Continue Reading “The Mind's Eye”
The Mind’s Eye
My husband just paused in my office door. “If I ask you to close your eyes and imagine a pine tree, do you see a pine tree?” I closed my eyes, saw a beautiful long-needle pine swaying gently in a breeze. “Yes. Why?” He’d… Continue Reading “The Mind’s Eye”
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