Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just Beauty
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I have been ALL over the world this month…virtually, anyway. First, my friend Rae tromped all over New Zealand with her husband for two weeks, sharing her experiences and photos with all of us on Facebook as much as she could. Here she is inside of a maoreki boulder. And of course,…
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There's a fire in the woodburning stove and it's cold and rainy outside tonight, but this is just a last-ditch effort from Winter. I captured proof last week that Spring is really here. We're too far south for this breath of winter to harm these gorgeous early arrivals…wisteria dripping purple blossoms in front of the…
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I had big plans for yesterday morning – things to catch up on, maybe even get ahead. I certainly got up early enough, but before I knew it, it was time to leave for work, and nothing I had planned to do was done! Does anyone else ever get the feeling that someone is playing tricks on…
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Our little dusting of snow was exciting, but wouldn't you know, the Houston area had a REAL snowfall out of the same system that just teased us the other night. As my sister put it, "We got more snow than you…nah nah nah!!!" My friend Cliff shared pictures that his wife took - he was trying to find a safe route home…
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it. ~George Eliot British writer, 19th century What a beautiful weekend! And what a perfect way to spend it…wandering the streets of medieval Europe, even if it's really just a make-believe village set in the thick woods north of Houston, and the buildings are really only thirty years old. Music, wine,…
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They started as unimpressive green-brown clumps plopped along the side of the road and mixed in with the taller prairie grasses spreading into the trees. The tips turned yellow, but I still thought of them as some kind of weed. Then one morning, I paid closer attention…lo and behold, the yellow tips were…
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No one can resist a dirty van window. Every day I've noticed a new message scrawled in the dust. This morning a big smiley face greeted us, proclaiming "I (heart) dirt!" I hate to deprive people of this creative outlet, but, alas, I've decided that Monday afternoon I'll swing by the car wash between…
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Dropped Kendall off at school this morning…headed back home, driving almost due east…came to the top of a hill and caught my breath. A white mist rose above the hills, looking like a snow-capped mountain. Just above it, the bottom half of the rising sun hung under a line of gray clouds; it was thinly veiled so that…
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The clock seems to be spinning like it jumped out of Alice's Wonderland – where did my day go? I still have the screenplay for "Dances With Wolves" to read, an article to write for the local paper, phone calls to make for the youth retreat, and two pages of the opening scene of my…
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I hate getting up before dawn, but…I love getting up before dawn. Frankie roosted on the woodpile last night, perched on a piece that stuck up a few inches, like a mini-branch. I remembered it this morning just as the treetops became visible, so I went to the window to check on him. There…
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