Some days you just need to head to the beach.
If it's a 3 hour drive or just around the corner,
it's the only thing that will soothe the soul.
Sand between the toes and salt air…
hmmmm…
Life is good!
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When I first observed a Great Blue Heron land in a tree,I was, to be honest, shocked!
You'd think that it would have been a no brainer,
it is a bird and birds do have a tendency to sit in trees…
but such BIG birds?
One time while crossing the Chesapeake Bay in my little boat,
there was a Great Blue Heron riding a channel marker.
It was spinning clockwise – aroundandaroundandaround –
and then counter clockwise – aroundandaroundandaround!
Our approach didn't phase her, she just kept on spinning!
Big Bird at play!
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Have you ever noticed when you meet someone who has a child who is differently-abled
that they have a certain serenity about them?
They are calm and seem to be more present somehow.
It's a gift to see them and to be reminded to take time a little more slowly,
to look around and see what's happening in the neighborhood of you.
Clock found in the courtyard off St. George Street, near the City Gates, St. Augustine, Florida.
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The H. M. S. Bounty glides into St. Augustine harbor and dwarfs the bayfront.
In order for her to get through the Bridge of Lions, her spars were set near vertical as she waited for high water.
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A very special thank you to all the poets who submitted their works this week.
Thank You!
You rock!
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Bipolar Poem
Feeling good, but not "too" good…
I can be sad, cry and know it has an end.
I can laugh out loud and not care if it has an end.
Loving my life, family and friends,
and thankful for life's blessings…
Mossy Stone
A rolling stone gathers no moss.
A mossy stone looks great in the garden!
Poems by Susan Wirth
Thanks Susan, for everything!
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Why The Willow Weeps
I know why the willow weeps
Over the darkened lake.
It weeps over death and family,
While the whole world’s at stake.
It weeps of the unpredictable future.
It weeps of the violent past.
It knows anything and everything,
Which is why the sorrow lasts.
Poem by Hannah Watson
Thanks to Hannah for sharing her heart and soul in this poem and giving permission to publish it here on Laine's Blog. Photo by Carolyn Watson.
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Divinity – not just dessert!
by Libby Quinn
Lainesblog Thinking Out Loud
Gleanings From Living Long
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