finding-beauty
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A Block Island Summer
Carved by glaciers and shaped by water and wind, Block Island has a natural, wild beauty that doesn’t have to pretend—it just is. When I come to Block Island, I always feel like I’m coming home.~ Anonymous Luke and I… Continue reading
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Summer Hydrangeas
This is the hour for thinking hydrangea … I have lost … yes, a sense of my own possible beauty.~ Simone White When I think of the early days of summer, I think of hydrangeas. I’m currently spending some time… Continue reading
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Thorns and Roses…
My life is part humor, part roses, part thorns.~ Bret Michaels It’s been… a week. I feel like I’ve been saying that for months. But this week has been a bit more than the usual stress, with another problem landing… Continue reading
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May Musings…
Welcome be thou, faire, fresshe May.~ Geoffrey Chaucer It’s May—just barely. It’s the last couple of days of the month, and I’m getting this post out a bit late. Nothing like the last minute! But I’ve had a lot going… Continue reading
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A Little Something about Nothing….
Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings.~ Jane Austen, Mansfield Park, 1814 It’s been a busy and complicated couple of weeks. Many back to back shifts and a bunch of silly nonsense that passed by in a blur… Continue reading
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April Musings…
April Fool, n. The March fool with another month added to his folly. ~ Ambrose Bierce April, from the Latin aperio (“to open”), marks the beginning of the blooming season in the Northern Hemisphere. In my small corner of New York, April… Continue reading
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What I Notice…
Look and think before opening the shutter. The heart and mind are the true lens of the camera.~ Yousuf Karsh I started taking photos and documenting what I see as I walk through life trying to capture the feeling I… Continue reading
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Just Me, the Surf, and the Gulls…
Tame birds sing of freedom, wild birds fly.~ John Lennon A quick overnight out of town. I ended up staying at a nice little place just across the road from a beautiful New England beach. I woke just after dawn.… Continue reading
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Stopped at a Red Light…
The only way out is through.~ Robert Frost I took this photo three years ago, early one morning on my way to work. I was sitting at a red light, watching the sunrise paint the sky a warm, glowing pink.… Continue reading
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March Musings…
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.~ Charles Dickens, Great Expectations March — in like a lion, out… Continue reading
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