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Every day brings us closer to moonlight But Where is she now? (Crescent moon coming soon to your neighborhood sky!) In Honor of National Poetry Month, an original! ©Laine Quinn Photos taken in 2013, the moon and Venus just after sunset.
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Grounded in springtime – planting and potting and cleaning! And the Cicadas are due any minute now! We called them the 17 year Locusts. Magicicada. Living as nymphs, 8 feet below the surface, feeding on tree root sap in underground bunkers, (and I thought they were sleeping!), 17 years later, they emerge…
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What I have been trying not to say out loud, is that there are blessings or gifts hidden in tragedies, and these gifts may not be obvious for some time to come, but they are there. If we can make a commitment not to let the anger and helplessness allow us…
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I am a thing among other things. There was a little book in the "Tiny Library" next to the little playground which is next to the community garden in my neighborhood. My young friend wanted to play on his own for a little bit, so I picked up the little book, "The…
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I can see you! Puma in the ferns, and his gorgeous eyes looking back at me. ©2021 Laine Quinn
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Shamrocks seed themselves all over St. Augustine. Wild? I think so! Delightful? Definitely! Lucky? Let's hope! Violets too, much to my delight! ©2021 Laine Quinn, backyard shamrocks.
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Noisy birds in the Hollies dozens of them with a familiar sound from childhood Robin Red Breasts feasting in Florida away from the Arctic Air and ice up North, and stopping for a bath! Canadian Robins, a long way from home and probably glad of it, the original…
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St. Augustine Harbor looking east, with the sun low in the west lighting up the sky, after an afternoon storm. (True Colors!) ©LaineQuinn 2015 St. Augustine, Florida
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An early morning thunderstorm left behind these beautiful clouds for the rising sun to shine upon. May all the storms in our lives be blessings in disguise. (Let's hope!) ©Laine Quinn 2021, reprinted from Laine's Blog, November 13rd, 2011.
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It's that time of year – in a very odd year _ when emotions are raw and memories haunt you. Riding waves of feelings, not knowing where they come from, or why, or how long, you hang on. Storms come and they go, and you hang on. You hang…
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