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Cascading colors
Certainly this is a beautiful time of year. Leaves fluttering from the trees with a dry rasping sound. Softly falling into piles, only to be scattered by the wind and rain. Vibrant hues, crisp air, and a feeling that Halloween is just around the corner. I’m loving it. …
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Golden goodbyes…
It’s my last tree to show it’s tender new leaves in the spring, and the first to loose the old gold ones in the autumn. Despite the brief time it’s has foliage, the Gingko tree is one of the bright stars, even during it’s golden goodbye.My baby started as a tiny six inch seedling, and now tops out at a impressive 7 feet tall, and …
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The Fog, and the spark
I believe a lot of our lives are spent asleep, and what I've been trying to do is hold on to those moments when a little spark cuts through the fog and nudges you. Rufus Wainwright I am curious about what this quote means to you? Nudging myself awake… …
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In praise of validation
I survived the 60’s.The one car, no luxuries, eat what’s on your plate.That’s what they called validation then.2 mile walk to kindergarten, by yourself, uphill both ways.Clean up your room or else.That was our validationDo what you're told, don’t talk back, remember your manners.That was validation in those days.It’s a different n…
