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Gleanings From Living Long
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Category: Nature
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Yes! This is what living near the ocean in the summertime is all about! Watch out! Photo taken last September by Vicki Johnston, but could have been this evening, except the waves were rougher and Vicki wasn't there.
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A beach chair is just a beach chair, even though there's no one sitting there, or fishin' there, or wishin' there. Drawn to the water's edge as the tide ebbs, the folks who look like they might belong to this set, a man and his young daughter, are engrossed in the joy…
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The Swallow Tail Kite, gliding gracefully through the sky, 'round and 'round and 'round in huge spirals, writing the moments of her day on the canvas of the clouds. "Come closer… you are so beautiful."
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Do you ever associate a day of the week with a month, or a number? Like, Thursday would be September and the number 8, (and a photo of 2 ducks walking together). There might be a numerological explanation for this that might shed some light on the condition of my psyche,…
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There are songs that we've sang forever and perhaps never noticed the poetry of the lyrics, like this line: ..a drop of golden sun. From which song? ?
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Often when I see the moon high in the sky, I am reminded of a balmy night in Baltimore City, when I was 19 or 20, and feeling very pleased with myself, sitting on the stoop of my very first apartment building. The moon was shining above the tall buildings and trees…
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On considering the possibility of actual mermaids being discovered, what would be the most interesting thing that we could learn about our kin in the sea? That they send their kids to the best underwater schools? That they work really hard to get a piece of the treasure that is hidden somewhere…
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Hydrangea, an interesting name for a beautiful old-fashioned flower. Proof, perhaps, that a rose by any other name…
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A quick stop at the beach after yoga and there are dolphins gracefully travelling south, while the sun sets over the beach, and the moon smiles… St. Augustine Beach, it's good to be home.
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No egrets. Oh, one egret. No regrets. (Mostly.) Great Egret at sunset.
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