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Seasons
It struck him that the seasons sometimes gain by being brought into the house, just as they gain by being brought into painting, and into poetry. The hand, fastidious and bold which selected and placed – it was that which made the difference. In Nature there is no selection. Willa Cather Tomorrow, I am looking…
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Searching for Truth
Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake. Wallace Stevens My process for writing my blog post each week is always the same. I approach it as though I were a journalist. On Wednesday, I write a rough draft and the next day I polish it and post it by the Thursday deadline.…
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Past is Present
You must learn some of my philosophy. Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure. Jane Austen , Pride and Prejudice While cleaning out some files, I ran across a few old photos I hadn’t looked at in years. It sent me into a time portal. Once again seeing people and places…
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Grace
Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, Yet Grace must still look so. Macbeth, William Shakespeare How things appear and how they actually are can vary greatly. During a recent luncheon, the subject of my blog came up. When I offered the title, the…
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Aging with Grace 