Balance

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Balanced between winter and spring. Frosty oak leaves.

Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes.  If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed.  Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.

~ Rumi, Essential Rumi

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Anahata

The elusive clover

The elusive clover

Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises.

~ Pedro Calderon de la Barca, Spanish Poet and Playright, 1600-1681

Shamrock (or Clover) is the Capture Your 365 prompt for today, but we were also given a little wiggle room with a second choice of Green.  I almost had to take it because finding a clover, any clover, was not easy.  This one was sticking its little head out of the water at the edge of the pond.  We had a lot of rain overnight and the pond level is above where it should be, the water spreading out on the lawn.  Not that it matters.  It’s all one big puddle out there today.

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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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The frost fairies were here this morning

Sap-cicles at sunrise

Sap-cicles at sunrise

Our consciousness rarely registers the beginning of a growth within us any more than without us; there have been many circulations of the sap before we detect the smallest sign of the bud.

~ George Eliot

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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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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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