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Nesting
I see time flies, when birds flew to their nests The wind is blowing wild; but never mind They keep flying toward home for rest. Raigon Stanley I noticed this birdhouse collage, for the first time, when I was at the Botanic Gardens last weekend. It reminded me of the uniqueness of our own homes.…
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Listening
All wisdom was the result of listening to one’s soul. Paulo Coelho The girl in the green chair is from the card for a gallery opening I received many years ago. When I saw the painting at the exhibit, I realized, as much as I loved it, I could not afford to buy it. I…
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Enduring
Getting old is like climbing a mountain; you get a little out of breathe, but the view is much better. Ingrid Bergman As I began to write this, I looked up synonyms for aging. The first one was crumbling. That isn’t exactly the image I was hoping for. I tried looking up ageless and one…
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Vulnerability
The older I become the more I dream of a world where I don’t need so much armor. J.M. Storm This solarium is one of my favorite places in the Botanic Gardens. Amazingly, it struggled to find a home. In the late 1990s, Euro Disney commissioned eight solariums, including this one, from a company in…
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Dreaming
You are never too old to set another goal, or to dream a new dream. C.S. Lewis I recently received a birthday card I love. Underneath a picture of Dorothy, from The Wizard of OZ, it says, “There is no place like Paris. There is no place like Paris.” It makes a lot of sense…
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Futility
That’s Lily all over, you know: she works like a slave preparing the ground and sowing her seed; but the day she ought to be reaping the harvest she over-sleeps herself or goes off on a picnic. Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth This chickadee is perched in a tree outside our balcony rail. She…
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Virtues
What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered. Ralph Waldo Emerson The Bible lists seven virtues, Aristotle cites twelve. I’m going with Aristotle since there are a few more options. If you read my last post, you already know patience is not a virtue I have in abundance. Temperance or moderation…
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Invincible
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. Albert Camus Although spring began on March 20, this was the view from my window this past weekend. Moisture dripping down the glass, the snow covered landscape. It is not supposed to snow, it’s spring. I am done with snow! Logically,…
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Complicated
We people are so very, very complicated that no matter how well drawn a fictional character is, they can’t get anywhere near as complex as a real person Ruth Rendell This photo of the dressing glass in my bedroom exhibits some of the complexities of who I am. Made of Mexican silver, it holds a…
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Aging with Grace 