Charmed

March 2013 003a

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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At the water’s edge

On the edge of the pond

On the edge of the pond

Water does not resist.  Water flows.  When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress.  Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you.  But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it.  Water is patient.  Dripping water wears away a stone.  Remember that, my child.  Remember you are half water.  If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it.  Water does.

~ Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad

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Lucky

The Luck of the Barn

The Luck of the Barn

Some luck lies in not getting what you thought you wanted but getting what you have, which once you have it you may be smart enough to see is what you would have wanted had you known.

~ Garrison Keillor

Today’s Capture Your 365 prompt is Lucky, and the email suggested things such as horseshoes and four-leaf clovers and whatever might be lucky for you.  M and I keep all our superstitions on the barn.

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Monday morning walk

Icicles hanging from the barn roof

Icicles hanging from the barn roof

Let’s take a walk.  It’s cold, but sunny.  Bundle up and you’ll be fine.  And boots!  Don’t forget to wear boots.  This is the Bogs, after all.

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Thursday Travels: More from the Glasgow Lakes Look-Off Trail

(8 June 2012.  Glasgow Lakes Look-Off Trail.  Cape Breton Highlands National Park, Nova Scotia.)

(8 June 2012. Glasgow Lakes Look-Off Trail. Cape Breton Highlands National Park, Nova Scotia.)

During the last Thursday Travels post, M and I were still making our way along the Glasgow Lakes Look-Off Trail.  The trail was getting wetter and wetter as we made our way up and along the highlands plateau.

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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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Spring cleaning

From the archives.  Crocus, Spring 2009.

From the archives. Crocus, Spring 2009.

Don’t own so much clutter that you will be relieved to see your house catch fire.

~ Wendell Berry, Farming:  a hand book

Somewhere, sometime, I read something that suggested one’s outer environment is a reflection of one’s inner state of being.  If there is any truth to that, my inner state of being must have been chaotic, cluttered, disorganized, and in need of a good dusting or scrubbing.  My inner being was holding on to “fat clothes,” too.  Expansion of the inner being is no problem, but my outer being needs to let go of such things.  There is no going back.

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