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Category: Nature
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Whichever way the wind blows, that's how I go. Some days I'm sailing the high seas, up and down with the swells. Other times it's calm and there's moonlight and stars that you wouldn't believe! Today I am on a beach, and a walking whale is pointing something at me. This…
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According to Webster: illusion. n. 1. something that deceives by producing a false impression of reality. 2. misleading perception of visual stimuli. Iceland illusion in black and white and blue.
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Heros, gods, saints, and sinners. What do they teach us? "You could be better, like me!" "You could be worse, like me." You're doing fine? You're messing up? We are all in the midst of our own mythical journeys. How's it going, hero, saint, sinner, friend – how's it going? …
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The gentle spring light Wakes a single white iris. Joy in the garden. Haiku by Paula Post Thanks to…
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Spiders and webs, what a brilliant idea! How did Mother Nature come up with these things? This spider is so curious that it is difficult to discern its head from its toe. There are so many secrets in life to unravel, it's astonishing.
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Cloudy days have their beauty, especially when the sun finds a way to shine through. Here's to all the "clouds" in our lives being holy! St. Augustine bay front, shot from the Bridge of Lions.
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It was late in life when I saw my first cedar waxwings and they completely surprised me! Ever since then I feel blessed when they zoom through town. It's funny how we perceive nature as blessing us. Lately it has been happening more and more, and not just with the "special birds," but…
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Some girls have all the fun! Cascades, Virginia
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The vine in the center of this photograph promises much when first planted and then disappears into the tree tops, its leaves blending with the oak's. It isn't until it blooms that you remember that it is there at all. That's when the flowers come sailing back to earth. They land everywhere –…
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Purity and perfection… you can almost detect the sweet scent of this magnolia blossom. Complimenting a neighbor on her exquisite magnolia tree, I learn that she planted the seed for it 50 years ago! I knew a woman in her nineties who continued to plant saplings. Planting trees when you know…
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