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Thoughts of a Natural Born Tree-Hugger
Posted in Memories, Nature, photography, Trees
Tagged Allerton Garden, language, Moreton Bay Fig tree, River Birch, Water
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On the Path of Wind and Water
Sailing on water created by winds of thought, my soul travels on. Many years ago, in the late 1970s, a 29 foot sailboat carried me around the Hawaiian Islands on a path of wind and water. Although the old photos … Continue reading
Valentine’s Day Wrapped in Memories
Oh please, don’t be sad! I was thinking about you and I was going to call, but I accidentally spent the entire day wrapped in memories. You see—I was going through boxes of ‘paper clutter’ and throwing things out, because … Continue reading
Dishpan and Buckets
Underneath a tree little Buddha me sitting in a dishpan filled with water. Joy floats easily into an open mind. I laughed when the words “joy floats easily” fell out of my fingers and splashed onto the computer keyboard. Strangely … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Memories, Photo Essay
Tagged buddhism, camping, children, Joy dishwashing, poetry
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