Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just Beauty
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My heart is soaring today, straight up into the cloudless summer blue sky. I'm not sure why and I'm not going to question it… when I least expect it the clouds will roll in and cast their shadows, but for now I'm enjoying it. It could be due to the sunshine… we had a few…
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"An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day." ~Henry David Thoreau "Lovely flowers are the smiles of God's goodness." ~William Wilberforce "Love all God's creation, the whole Earth and every grain of sand in it. Love every leaf, every ray of God's light … If you love everything, you will perceive…
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Each morning I sit on the back deck facing the little creek while Max, Belle and Frankie eat breakfast. The Hollow is a stage before me and I've got a balcony seat. I witness the drama of changing seasons: life and death as told by the leaves, featuring guest appearances by blue herons, red-tailed hawks,…
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… you find the paperwork for your scheduled colonoscopy mixed in with the birthday cards in your mailbox. Oh, man … I really, really dread that test. Well, not so much the test itself as the "preparation" for the test. But I can't very well spout off about eating healthy and exercising if I don't take…
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Eggs … signs of new life …spring … rebirth … What a perfect symbol of Easter! And what a perfect gift from a grandmother to a grandchild … a symbol of the cycle of life. Every Easter for years and years my mother gave each of her grandchildren one of these beautiful hand-painted eggs. I…
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There's a war going on, all around us. A war that is fought every year, that sometimes gets violent, with flashes of light, rumbles of thunder, hailstones, flash floods. But some battles are quiet. You have to pay attention… you have to open your eyes to notice the green growing stronger day by day with…
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Like Sasquatch, Max emerged from the shadows of the woods when I drove up to the house. I wasn't fooled – he was waiting for Tom, not me. But Tom was late. Max figured I was better than nothing. Yesterday's blog post was fresh on my mind…all the to-do lists…all the squeezed, stretched, crowded minutes…but…
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Sigh. I feel better. The monster isn't tamed by any means, but he's a lot smaller and not nearly as menacing. Somehow I managed to stay focused on the biggest fun-suckers, like cleaning my house – the part of the monster that was casting the biggest shadow on everything else. Even when Rick Steves came…
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