Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just Beauty
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Belle's silhouette, a blacker black than the pre-dawn darkness, drew me through the French doors and out onto the deck this morning, but the golden orb resting on a nest of treetops just over the deck railing is what sent me scrambling back inside for my camera. I snapped before making the right adjustments, just…
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Last week, I took these photos of the pond in the hills… As you can see, I use the word "pond" lightly… Instead of a pond, I think it had become a nightclub for raccoons! Looks like they have some pretty good dance moves down! But then, something magical happened… It rained! All it took…
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For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea. ~e.e. cummings For the past few weeks, I've felt like a jumping bean, hopping from one project to the next, never quite finishing one before moving on to another, mentally filling to overflowing a shelf…
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It's a toss-up which I love the best, autumn's electric blue sky stretching cloudless from horizon to horizon or summer's sky of robin blue, dotted with cloud-dogs and cloud-dragons and cloud-ships. But even I, lover of blue skies and sunshine, can appreciate the beauty of a stormy sky, of the grays and pinks… …of…
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"By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer." - Helen Hunt Jackson, September, 1830-1885 Wednesday night, alone on the Bistro patio after a special banquet, I bent over to un-velcro a small cushion from one of the metal chairs. Triple digit heat had given…
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In the soft gloom of an autumnal day, When summer gathers up her robes of glory, And, like a dream of beauty, glides away. ~Sarah Helen WhitmanAmerican poet, 19th century Summer has slipped quietly away, packing her triple digit robes of glory and heading south, I guess. Autumn now greets me these mornings, wrapping…
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Have I mentioned it's hot? I don't even know how many triple digit days we've had now. Heck, I can't even remember when the high was less than 105! But then, heat makes your brain fuzzy. Even at dusk, when the puppies and I venture out for another walk, it feels like we're roasting in…