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These two clouds drifted apart a bit more before coming back so close together that they became one. Kind of like our relationships, the rythm of our friendships and love, ebbing and flowing like grand clouds dancing in the sky. Far apart one moment and close as a kiss the next. This is a time…
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(To paraphrase e.e. cummings…) not all matterings of mind equal one iris The line as I remember it is: not all matterings of mind equal one violet And aren't we lucky to see such things?
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That moment when the wheels lift off the tarmac and you are airbourne, just inches from the ground, you shake your head at the thought of this huge metal can flying and off you go, into the clouds on a rainy day in Baltimore. It's not raining above the clouds, the sun…
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This is the day that the rain started and it seemed that it would never stop. But it did and all is well now. The ponds are higher than they've been in a long long time, and the birds are singing, happy as ever. St. Augustine Beach, the…
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The better to hear you with, my dear. White Tail Deer, listening for possible trouble up the hill, Kennett Square, Pennsylvania.
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When's the last time you were invited to a picnic? I always say, "Two lips are better than one." (Or maybe I said that once?) The Flower Mart again, in Baltimore's Mt. Vernon Place.
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How lucky to go home to Baltimore and stumble upon the Flower Mart in Mt. Vernon Place, and to spend the afternoon with one of my very favorite people on the planet. I must be living right. The Church in Mt. Vernon Place and the people of Baltimore…
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Vulnerable we are, like an infant. We need each other's care or we will suffer. Poem by St. Catherine of Siena (1347-1380). From the Penguin publication, Love Poems From God, Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West. Copyright © 2002 Daniel Ladinsky and used with his permission…
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Coming up for air. (Another re-visited post from January, 2012) Bottle nose dolphin, Cape Charles, Virginia.
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Squirrels appear to have magnets or Velcro on the bottoms of their feet. They really do fly from tree to tree, defying gravity. And they never ever give up. (This post is from November 18th, 2011.)
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