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Gleanings From Living Long
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Category: Nature
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How tightly wrapped are you? Will you unfold into something big and beautiful when your time comes? Most definitely! Happy first day of Spring!
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Hibiscus, the state flower of Hawaii was once commonly called good night at noon because it blossoms for only a short time! I like that, "good night at noon!" Some days are like that. From the book Garden Flower Folklore by Laura C. Martin
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Nestlings are so very vulnerable. This little one endured severe thunderstorms, only to be stalked by a crowd of noisy crows and survived that too. Nature provides lots of drama for her creatures. Perhaps we all have a nestling within us…our inner hatchling. It's the part of us that has come through…
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Lucky stars above you, Sunshine on your way, Many friends to love you, Joy in work and play. Laughter to outweigh each care, In your heart a song. And gladness waiting everywhere All your whole life long. Shamrock flowers! (May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow!)
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What can you do with a perfect day? Go for a walk, breathe, smile, get out the hammock, listen to the birds. Whatever you do on a perfect day, it works. Even if you keep dropping things or tripping, it still works. And then comes the perfect night! Robin in…
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Lately I've been dreaming about sailing, about taking a small boat out for the day and sharing time with herons and egrets and dolphins. The large boat in the photograph was spotted off St. Augustine Beach, and she seemed to be making up her mind about whether to stay or go, sailing…
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In St. Augustine, there are several couplings of Palm and Oak trees. They are affectionately called "Love Trees." I call them "Ouch Trees."
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Not bad!
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A black beach. Beautiful cliffs. In Iceland, the air is so clear that you really can see forever. Forever – Now that's an interesting word. According to Webster, forever: adv. 1. without ever ending: eternally. 2. without stopping: continually. Can you see forever? Love forever? Some say that we live forever,…
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By the time this squirrel was finished with the hammock pillow, there was nothing left. There was, however a very comfy nest in one of the oak trees. In a big wind, small pieces of fuzz would rain down on our heads. Watching nature's critters prepare their nests for the little ones to…
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