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A little grass, some pine needles, and the reflection of sky and trees – all kinds of life going on beneath the surface too, unseen yet thriving. Life's like that, all kinds of things going on! Reflections at Guana River State Park, Florida
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The pavilion at the beach is enshrouded in a dense fog that alters reality. Can you see the two UFO's, and the false sun? (Trust your instruments, they do not lie.) It's a trick of the eye. St. Augustine Beach, Tuesday evening, 12/11/12.
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If the energy that propelled the universe into existence is love, and there is a unique alignment of energies on a day such as 12/12/12, then love is in the air in a profound sense and we might as well drink it up in big gulps! Here's to love, to life! …
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Clear eyed. Swift. Focused. After an osprey dives from sky to river or ocean to catch her dinner, she shakes herself in mid air to loosen the water from her feathers, all the while a fish is squirming in her clutches, wondering what just happened! Osprey, St. Augustine.
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Safe enough to sleep wherever exhaustion steals you away and to know that you are surrounded by family and friends. Faith that you are loved and accepted for who you are and that you can love like that too, without expectations. And a heart big enough to see the blessings wrapped…
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One of my first (and favorite) sarongs, blowing in the wind.
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The British Night Watch brings lots of color and history to St. Augustine. Anywhere you look, you might see someone in period dress that is so authentic you feel that you have entered the twilight zone. My favorite accessory is the beer stein on the belt. That is a tradition that we…
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If I were a dolphin I would have to make a lot of changes – move much more quickly, eat a steady diet of fish (without the taco!) talk more, laugh more, and play more everyday! I'd have to get rid of ALL of my things and stop worrying about anything! Hmmmmmmmm……
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Sea foam. Water, in perhaps its most vulnerable state, easily scattered by the wind or the next foot fall, always on the verge of disappearing. When we allow our own vulnerability, can we trust that, like this froth, we might get tossed into the unknown, but we'll return stronger, better and bigger?…
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A corner of the sun reaches out from behind the clouds, with a twinkle that is too bright to look at for very long, as the tide keeps pulling in and in. Sunrise, St. Augustine Beach, Sunday, December 2, 2012.
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