Last call

The end

The end

There are things we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind.  But keep in mind that letting go isn’t the end of the world; it’s the beginning of a new life.

~ Unattributed

So.  This is it.  My last post here at Life in the Bogs.  From here on out, you will find me at Breezes at Dawn, my new blog home.  Please join me there so we can continue our adventures together.

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Flower dreams

Blossoms on High Street in West Chester, Pennsylvania.  (April 2007)

Blossoms on High Street in West Chester, Pennsylvania. (April 2007)

In my dreams, I never have an age.

~ Madeleine L’Engle

Last night (well, really it was early this morning) I had a dream that was filled with flowers.  Someone was teaching me to identify wildflowers by their leaves, their blossoms, and their stems.  Wouldn’t it be nice to learn through dreaming and wake up with a head full of knowledge you didn’t have when you went to sleep?

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Liquid

Liquid reflections

Liquid reflections

It is the city of mirrors, the city of mirages, at once solid and liquid, at once air and stone.

~ Erica Jong

Today’s Capture Your 365 prompt is Liquid.  You can find plenty of liquid here in the Bogs, especially since it’s been raining for a good part of the day.

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Herald of spring

Electric crocuses

Electric crocuses

Spring drew on… and a greenness grew over those brown [garden] beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.

~ Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

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Charmed

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The neighbor’s tree

In life one has a choice to take one of two paths: to wait for some special day — or to celebrate each special day.

~ Rasheed Ogunlaru

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Lost in the details

Lost in the details

Detailing the fence

Nothing is less real than realism.  Details are confusing.  It is only by selection, by elimination, by emphasis, that we get at the real meaning of things.

~ Georgia O’Keeffe

Before we go for today’s walk, the Weekly Photo Challenge is Lost in the Details and I thought I’d take a stab at it.  I actually took this photo while out on my morning walk, before I knew what the challenge would be.  I like the details and texture of the fence, the snow, the wire, the wood slats, and even the fence post off to the left side of the photo.  I don’t know why I keep coming back to this fence and the hay bale it sits on.  I may have enough photos of them now to fill a large room.  Perhaps it’s the wabi-sabi aspect.  I’ve been watching the hay bale and fence slowly erode with time.

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In an abstract frame of mind

Mirror, mirror.  (An abstract created from reflections in a puddle on the front lawn.)

Mirror, mirror. (An abstract created from reflections in a puddle on the front lawn.)

It is gray and windy here in the Bogs today.  But I got lucky.  When I stepped outside for my walk late this morning, I caught a patch of blue sky between the dark, gray clouds, and a few rays of sunshine streamed down for a minute or two.

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