Tag: Landscape
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A Beautiful Week At The Lake
A lake is the landscape’s most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth’s eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature. Henry David Thoreau
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A Snow Moon, A Sunset, A Duck and A Bad Attitude
The evening started with a beautiful sunset and accidentally finding a great spot for capturing the moon when we parked the car down the street from the restaurant we chose for dinner. Unfortunately, the spot provided a limited view of the sunset in the distance and while we were eating dinner someone stole the moon.…
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Changing Conditions
Life is continuously changing, and if you’re trying to control it, you’ll never be able to fully live it. Michael Singer – The Untethered Soul
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A Few Surprises From The Week
Went to the park hoping to see an eagle and was surprised this little fella was the only one hanging out. I almost forgot what sunshine looked like and was surprised when it reappeared after a month. It happens every time, but I’m always surprised it feels twenty degrees colder walking along the lake. It’s…
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A Winter Reward
Many forces of nature made an appearance this week, including snow, sleet, rain, pouring rain, freezing rain, 50 mph wind gusts, lightning and thunder. Amazingly in the midst of this winter chaos, nature paused for an hour to offer a beautiful reward that even had the ice cracking with applause at the breathtaking sight.
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A Bird and A Bench
Creative expression, whether that means writing, dancing, bird-watching, or cooking, can give a person almost everything that he or she has been searching for: enlivenment, peace, meaning, and the incalculable wealth of time spent quietly in beauty. Anne Lamott
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A Winter’s Day At The Park
The summer laughter and squeal of children swimming in the lake has been replaced by the sound of the whipping westerly wind. The wind carries the echo of the distant swans warning one another of their presence and the whistling sound of their wings as they heed that warning and take flight between sheets of…
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Numb – 50 Word Story
She stood braced against the piercing wind as each biting blast stung the tears streaming down her frozen cheeks. Engulfed in frigid desolation, she tried to remember the happy days spent on their bench beneath the now barren tree, but only bleak despair greeted her spiritless eyes and numb soul.
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