THE MIRACLE OF SPRING

There is nothing that makes my heart soar more than watching birds nest in the Spring time. Those moments when you step into the woods and leave everything else behind.Reveling in nature continues to be a miracle.

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A local artist has some fun, adding a touch of whimsy to the beach scene.

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copyright Es-tee Miller

“I think the most important quality in a birdwatcher is a willingness to stand quietly and see what comes. Our everyday lives obscure a truth about existence – that at the heart of everything there lies a stillness and a light.” 
― Lynn Thomas

 

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ART AND LOVE MEAN THE SAME THING

It’s no secret I love old things. My place has filled with items I have collected over the years. I always favor the unusual and love to imagine the hidden history behind the objects.

Today I discovered two pictures in the bottom of a box that were full of broken frames in a local vintage store. I could hardly wait to get home and clean them up and savor my discovery. They were both quite lovely in their own way. The one picture I discovered is a print of a painting by Paul Peel, a Canadian painter. He was known for his often sentimental nudes. What a great find, beautifully framed and stamped.

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The other is really intriguing and I’m not sure who the artist is. It caught my attention as I love how the gentleman is studying his cactus growing. The details are very nice and I spent some time studying them with my magnifying glass so as not to miss anything. The wonderful old clock and shadows on the wall, piles of paper strewn about, just a very unusual room altogether.

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Imagine picking up these two pictures for $8.00, it made my day and they look wonderful in my place.

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“I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”.. Anaïs Nin

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SPRING OR SOMETHING LIKE IT

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A chilly peace

fills my garden.

Bird tracks 

and giggles.

Winter fractured

slowly departing.

I feel Spring

the time has come.

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Despite the forecast, live like its Spring…Lilly Pulitzer

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THE CIRCLE OF LIFE

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I have been observing with interest a rock formation that has been developing in my garden for the past week. It would seem that today it is perhaps complete as it now forms a full circle. The stones from my garden seem to be too big for a squirrel to manipulate so perhaps a raccoon?  But then why has it taken him so long to finish and I wonder does this day have some significance. I remind myself that most of the things that happen in this world aren’t signs. They happen because they happen, and their only real significance lies in normal cause and effect.

So here I am at the beginning of my wonderment this New Year’s Eve thinking that the circle symbol meaning is universal – it represents the infinite nature of energy and the symbol of the universe. How fortunate am I that my garden once more revealed its puzzle pieces to provide a bigger picture of my view of nature in my backyard.

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“Each New Year, we have before us a brand new book containing 365 blank pages. Let us fill them with all the forgotten things from last year—the words we forgot to say, the love we forgot to show, and the charity we forgot to offer.”

― Peggy Toney Horton

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REFLECTIONS AT CHRISTMAS TIME

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My aunt Adelaide sent along this poem today and I thought I would share her words of wisdom… a true love story. She is 89 years old.

I used to think it will be fun

When all my work on earth is done.

I did not realize that I 

Do not want to just live and die.

 

I like to leave a mark

It would be nice

To leave a spark

A spice of life.

 

My life held both

The long years through

I made an oath

To my partner true.

 

Every year we spent together

The lessons learned would last forever.

Now when I look back over all those years

I didn’t keep track of our 

heart break and fears.

 

Life seasons are chapters

In the book of our years.

Some pages are wrinkled with laughter

Some pages are torn with tears. 

Adelaide Millar

 

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.” 

Robert A. Heinlein

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FROZEN ROSES

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It’s always amazing to me when two people can look out the same window and never see the same thing. My son’s response this morning to freshly fallen snow was everything looks dead and cold! I laughed and pointed out to him that he couldn’t be more wrong. The Rufus Hummingbirds were  buzzing around the feeders and the walnut I had placed out the night before for the neighborhood squirrel was never more appreciated as he took his shortcut through my yard this morning.

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Yesterday I was picking Christmas roses from my garden, still beautiful and blooming..this morning they are topped with snow icing but still just as beautiful in my eyes.

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May the melody and spirit of the holidays fill your home with love and peace. Have a blessed Christmas.

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“I feel that it is healthier to look out at the world through a window than through a mirror. Otherwise, all you see is yourself and whatever is behind you”. Bill Withers

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WEARY WINGS IN MY GARDEN

My garden is the one place where I can go and feel safe, secure and happy. It gives me  great pleasure to look out and see that my feathered friends feel the same and gather for refuge and shelter on a stormy day.

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“The smaller the animal the greater the spirit”.. Susan Kassem

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