Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Critters
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“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” ~ Declaration of Independence An armadillo shell lies on my back deck. I gave up tossing it into the woods.…
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I was busy with to-do's when Tom said the magic words Wednesday evening: Painted Bunting. That's all it took to get me to trade the vacuum cleaner for my camera and join him on the front porch. We sat in rocking chairs angled toward the bird feeder. For more than an hour we sat and…
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I slipped through the trees on the narrow deer trail as quietly as possible to check on the mama duck and her duckling this morning. At first glance, the pond was empty. But earlier this week it appeared empty, with only a lone feather brushing the shore. I thought for sure something bad had happened…
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One morning a few weeks ago, eyelids drawn against the assault of bright light, I felt my way into the bathroom and turned on the water to wake up my face. Up popped something from the drain which made my eyes fly open without the water: a scorpion, moving fast. I guess cold water wakes…
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Gray sky, false promises. The world barely breathes. I see colors fading, petals drying, feel my spirit sagging. And then there's a flash of blue. A Mystery Bird, bringing excitement, color… and therefore, hope. I know. A little melodramatic. But that morning I really did feel very blah. The air was still and…
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I sit on the back deck, glass of red wine in my hand, rocking back and forth, back and forth. Tom has to work late, so I'm covering the evening meal for him. Max is stretched out in front of his food bowl. Belle is just a few feet away near hers. The sun has…
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I stepped out into the gray dawn one day last week for a quick walk with the dogs before dashing off to a full day that would include the bank, a doctor's appointment, moving TG into her summer sub-let, a drive-by to pick up full size sheets and a hug from her brother at the…
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I came upon this field of wildflowers dancing in the wind yesterday afternoon. Sunshine plus a breeze plus a bouquet like this from nature equals a spring cleaning for my soul. No room left for any shadows. The photo doesn't do it justice, so close your eyes, take my hand and step into the field.…
Long Hollow 