Winter time

Sunrise through a frosted window

Sunrise through a frosted window

It is a pretty day here in the Bogs.  Mostly sunny with occasional snow squalls.  I like watching the squalls move in on big, fluffy clouds of white and gray and blue.

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A dark, damp day

The alcove

The alcove

The lotus is the most beautiful flower, who petals open one by one.  But it will only grow in the mud.  In order to grow and gain wisdom, first you must have the mud — the obstacles of life and its suffering. …  The mud speaks of a common ground that humans share, no matter what our stations in life.  …  Whether we have it all or we have nothing, we are all faced with the same obstacles:  sadness, loss, illness, dying and death.  If we are to strive as human beings to gain more wisdom, more kindness and more compassion, we must have the intention to grow as a lotus and open each petal one by one.

~ Goldie Hawn

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236: Flourishing in the rain

Nature alone is antique and the oldest art a mushroom.

~ Thomas Carlyle

While some things are not doing so well in our supersaturated system caused by all the rain, others are flourishing.  The fungi are loving it.

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