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September
Autumn seemed to have arrived suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple. J.K. Rowlings The days grow shorter, there is a chill in the evening air. Soon it will be time to light a fire in the grate and put an extra duvet on the bed.…
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What’s Past
The past is never dead. It’s not even past William Faulkner This is one of my favorite photos. I took it, several years ago, during a walk through the fall foliage. I am mesmerized by the glimpse of what lies beneath the fallen leaves. What is past still remains just below the surface. It is…
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Perfection
The problem is not that we are not perfect, it’s that we think that perfect exists. Author Unknown I did not inherit my Mother’s skill for flower arranging. The problem, I believe, is I just don’t know when to stop. I keep moving the bedraggled flowers around until they are bent over and wilted, begging…
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It’s Never Too late
For what it’s worth: It’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, you have the strength to start over. F. Scott Fitzgerald For as long as I remember, I wanted to go to Paris. Because of…
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Starting
You don’t have to be amazing to start, but you have to start to be amazing. Zig Ziglar As a child, when my mother wanted me to do something, she would sometimes tell me to be, “Quick like a bunny”. As an adult , I admit to often procrastinating. It can be as simple as…
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Tranquility
You should feel beautiful and you should feel safe. What you surround yourself with should bring you peace of mind and peace of spirit. Stacy London I have written about my unease in this post pandemic life and about my love of flowers. This vase of summer flowers, beneath a painting of a field of…
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It’s Relative
I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best. Oscar Wilde Many years ago, I was walking through the Christkindl Market, in Fredericksburg, Texas, when I came across a woman selling handmade quilts. I noticed this quilt, in the photo, buried in the back of her stall. When I said I was…
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New Reality
Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality, Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like. Lao Tzu Living for a year with the changes created by the pandemic didn’t mean things went back to normal when we received a vaccine,…
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