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Gleanings From Living Long
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Is the oak tree burdened by the spanish moss that adorns it? My dad used to say to us, "You are the joy of my declining years." (He was in his 40's when he said this!) Twenty odd years earlier, he was a young father of 4 children under 4 years…
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The dance of life. The rhythm of the seasons. Summer winding down.
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Every relationship that we begin will one day end. Pelicans high in the sky, only a moment shared and gone. Without a photograph, I might forget, until I see others like them on another day. Fading light, moon rising, everything constantly changing. This world is a feast for the eyes and…
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It is fascinating how many wild critters live side by side with humans. Sometimes to their peril and other times, their salvation. Yesterday a happy ending story came my way from Baltimore. A baby raccoon was rescued from a down spout, 4 feet below the ground. After being trapped for nearly 24…
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Balancing on a surfboard with a paddle is challenging enough. This guy takes his dog along! It is pure joy watching them. The furry one, in his excitement, manages to walk the length of the board, going through his companion's legs to get to the back! Only once did he knock…
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In the midst of nature's perfection, there's not much more to say- at least not today! Hope today is sunny in all different kinds of ways!
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A new day begins. Another chance to get it right, get it done, or maybe to just be. Be in the day, really in the day, today. No worrying, no planning, and definitely no panicking. Picnicking maybe, but no panicking. Just for today. And maybe tomorrow too! (Yesterday's Sunrise,…
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Looking after a little guy who is 13 weeks old and listening to him gurgle and sigh and coo and poop and fart and watching him eat like there's no tomorrow, and stretch and grab and seeing the smile that melts hearts, there is the feeling that we really don't change all that…
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Buddha kitty. Everyday a retreat. Sitting meditation. Yoga. Chanting. Two light meals a day. There is a calm centeredness about cats. They spend a lot of time alone and it suits them. Petting one can be meditative and calming. They are little buddhas among us.
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Determined to get into the ocean yesterday evening after work to cleanse myself of an oncoming summer cold, I decided to assess the blatant warnings: Blowing sand – storm eminent. Fish jumping – possible sharks(!) One surfer near me and some swimmers farther down the beach – ? No lightning or thunder.…
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