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If we were having coffee: This week on the ranch

Rust and spokes.

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

~ Anais Nin

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Settling in for a little while

Poppies.

I believe there is something of the divine mystery in everything that exists. We can see it sparkle in a sunflower or a poppy. We sense more of the unfathomable mystery in a butterfly that flutters from a twig–or in a goldfish swimming in a bowl. But we are closest to God in our own soul. Only there can we become one with the greatest mystery of life. In truth, at very rare moments we can experience that we ourselves are that divine mystery.

~ Jostein Gaarder, Sophie’s World

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If we were having coffee: Before summer returns

Taking a walk around the pond at Breezy Acres (in the Bogs of Ohio).

Just that you do the right thing.  The rest doesn’t matter.  Cold or warm.  Tired or well-rested.  Despised or honored.  Dying… or busy with other assignments.  Because dying, too, is one of our assignments in life.  There as well:  “To do what needs doing.”  Look inward.  Don’t let the true nature of anything elude you.

Only there, delight and stillness… when jarred, unavoidably, by circumstances, revert at once to yourself, and don’t lose the rhythm more than you can help.  You’ll have a better grasp of harmony if you keep going back to it.

~ Marcus Aurelius, The Meditations

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Springtime walks and adventures

Ice flowers in the scrounger’s garden.

It’s hard to walk briskly at this time of year; the accelerating pace of unfolding spring slows my own. I repeatedly stop- to watch what’s moving. Soon the torrent of migrants will completely overwhelm my ability to keep up with all the changes. But it’s easy to revel in the exuberance and the sense of rebirth, renewal.

~ Carl Safina, The View from Lazy Point: A Natural Year in an Unnatural World

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A Monday meander: Wisteria

Hanging with the loblolly pines.

You are surrounded by gifts every living moment of every day. Let yourself feel appreciation for their presence in your life and take the time to acknowledge their splendor.

~Lou G. Nungesser

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If we were having coffee: Celebrating a birthday

A puppy-themed birthday celebration for a very special little boy.

Birthdays! What music in the world! In these unresting times, when nothing intellectual, economic, social, political, seems stable; when customs and traditions hoary with age are mixed with explosive elements, this oldest of institutions is not in danger of yielding to destructive forces.

~J.R. Macduff, Birthdays, 1893

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