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FEATHER THERAPY

Being connected to nature has always been an essential element in my life. Birding is my go to elixir these days. This morning I found myself lost in a field surrounded by deep marshes and bird song. I have never … Continue reading

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THE FALLEN TREE

Faded bark and hollowed heart. Your mighty years in solid rings. Now you lie with broken roots, mossed remains and shallow hope. copyright Estee Millar “To really feel a forest canopy one must use different senses, and often the most … Continue reading

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WHAT DO YOU SEE?

I stood in the field and thought…. of nature I will never have enough. A man asked me…. “What do you see”? Incredulously I responded.. God’s love is all around me. I see birds singing Eagles flying. Life weaving it’s … Continue reading

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MORNING GLORY

A silken day blue skies and moon. Earth sang today I found my way. Dull hearts rejoice¬† and birds have wings. copyright Estee Millar  

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A SOLITARY BEE

This morning is visiting only once. The honk of geese in still blue skies. Fields of abundance with blossoms arise. And a solitary bee such a sad harmony ….of buzz. copyright Estee Millar “Aerodynamically the bumble bee shouldn’t be able … Continue reading

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SAVING A BABY HUMMINGBIRD

I love watching Hummingbirds in my garden and every thing I plant, my first question to myself is, will the Hummingbirds like it. I can spend hours just watching and enjoying them. They are simply joyful. A¬† baby Hummingbird showed … Continue reading

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MORNING LESSON FROM A RABBIT

I pulled over and watched the rabbit on the road some distance from where I was parked. I wondered what he was thinking as he turned around and around, then he would stop and listen on his hind legs, ears … Continue reading

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