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August, 2011

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butterfly bees and crimson blushed mushrooms

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After hurricane Irene spun her way up the east coast leaving us without power for 37 hours and  several inches of  rain today I woke to a  glorious sun padded  83 degree temps. We faired well thank God.

All the rain has brought a splendor genera of organisms from butterflies to bees and crimson blushed mushrooms I’ve never seen before have sprouted in the yard . I wish to learn to be certain of the ediable and posioness.

Butterflies, bees and other flying insects were sweet in delight over the  purple white bloom of peppermint herb when a goldenrod crab spider with a paralyzing sting took life. ; (

Aghast by the  spider dressed in vibrant yellow I went back to the herb garden a second time noticing two grasshoppers enjoying a little afternoon delight, and could only smile.

When a life ends I guess another may begin.

Walking in my own rhythm

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Emerging out connecting with nature is an emotional vestige for me; a heart felt whisper echoes for the ethos to unearth a deeper presence of introspection. No tangled emotions just a soulful rendezvous that recharges a divine inspiration that exudes peace and balance in my life.

Study nature love nature
stay close to nature
it will never fail you.

––Frank Lloyd Wright

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A crisp taste of autumn

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Today in my travels (a rare occasion) I passed by this wide field of sunflowers and rows of cornstalks what a stunning sight. The sky so blue and the field of grass a vibrant green.

I pulled over to the edge of the road awestruck sitting in silence taking in the moment.

No matter what season it is this field always shines and reminds me of why I live where I live, here in New England.  The last few days have been absolutely gorgeous for the month of August, blue skies, a cool refreshing air that fill the lungs like a crisp taste of autumn. Leaves are slowly starting a flush of color. Each day the sun descends down into the pines earlier and earlier, as a sure sign of fall season just around the corner.

Happy Monday and stay well my friend!

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Summer rain tapping at the window

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Echoes of summer rain are softly tapping at the window streaming into beads of diamond.

Shapely puddles swell in the reflection of light a quenching thirst.

Inside a powerful energy of  bliss.

Happy Monday!

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Stand in your light

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