Simply put

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The obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses it simply.

~ Kahlil Gibran

The grove of maples

Trees are different.  From the moment it sprouts until the day it dies, a tree stays fixed in the same spot.  Its roots are nearer than anything else to the heart of the earth, and its crown is nearer to the sky.  Sap courses through it from top to bottom, from bottom to top.  It expands and contracts according to daylight.  It waits for rain, it waits for sun, it waits for one season and then another, it waits for death.  Not one of the things that enable it to live depends on its will.  It exists and that’s all.  Now do you know why trees are so good to stroke?  Because they stand so staunchly, because their breathing is so slow and so serene and so very deep.

~ Susanna Tamaro

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Wind in the willows

The wind is raging here in the Bogs today.  Newly formed leaves, blossoms, and seeds are flying off the trees, along with a few branches.  The birds who try to fly are having a rough time of it.  Mother Nature is in a blustery mood.

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310: Morning jewels

Morning jewels

I woke up early this morning, and found it foggy outside.  The pond was barely visible from up at the house.  While the rest of the folks in the house were just beginning to stir, I went outside to see what kind of treasures the fog and dew had helped to create.

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