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30 December

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"our life is frittered away by detail, simplify, simplify..."
-Thoreau





as thoreau i am inspired most by the beauty of the world i live in 
and the richness of the people that fill it



inspire me monday
macro monday
amaze me monday
nature notes
texture tuesday

sweet shot tuesday

our world tuesday





29 December

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did you think she had a map of the universe

and that by chance she would show you

what you thought was so integral

did you swallow her tincture

 synchronize your watches

to time the blast



in the end

she tinted her answer so softly

you had to tip your world

just to hear the words


sunday whirl

28 december

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full moon shimmering on the dark sea

the saturday photo hunt

27 december

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my favorite christmas tradition is the big love
'tis the sweetest thing



i am looking forward to the quiet months of winter
i will be in school 4 days a week and doing an internship 2 days a week


I haven't been walking at all lately
i can feel my body stiffening up and my my head getting wobbly
walking is good for my soul

i am going to undecorate our tree this weekend and put it out on the porch loaded with 
pine cones, seed and fruit for the birds
i'll keep the lights on so we can light it at night
at least for a week or so


our house is trashed

i so need to clean




random 5 friday
friday finds
friday photo journal
my town friday

26 december

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~ and I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
happy Christmas to all and to all a goodnight

little things thursday

24 December

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the earth has grown old with its burden of care but at christmas it always is young the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair and its soul full of music breaks the air when the song of angels is sung

phillips brooks

texture tuesday

23 December

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sing the song the bells call, loudly chiming
ring out those bells
ring out, ring solstice bells
ring solstice bells
ring on, ring out
ring on, ring out

Ian Anderson



mosaic monday

nature notes

macro monday

inspire me monday

amaze me monday




22 December

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listen



in a split second
all that really matters could be clear to you
we shuttle to and fro


we pulverize what it means to love
leaving nothing intact

we preach about following our hearts
but we have no idea what that means

 all we really get are levels of echoes
that are never very clear

...and the teensy weensy spider went up the spout again...

ATTEND YOUR LIFE






poetry whirl

poetry pantry

22 December

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big

this is a life size Santa...

He's really big




on the door


tree



makes you feel merry

(silver bells)

when i was a young girl i lived for a time in Boston with my father

we lived on Newbury Street and also on Commenwealth Avenue

at christmas time carolers would stand outside our brownhouse and sing

silver bells

-it's christmas time in the city-






scavenger hunt sunday



songagraphy
silver bells

21 December

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mellow is a pinecone from a jack pine tree
tossed onto a tablecloth that my nana once used
illuminated by morning sunlight blessing our season with its tiny grace 




saturday photo hunt
the saturday photo hunt

20 December

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its beginning to look a lot like christmas 
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my daughter came over to watch It's a wonderful life
time is the most precious gift you can give to some one
~
i am ready to start shopping for gifts 
i am giving every one candlesticks from the charity shop
along with pretty candles and a 
photograph and poem
i may even bake a few things
~
i find that the older i get the more understated and simple i like things to be
next year i want to decorate our tree with just lights and some shells or pinecones 



we had two snow storms last week
socked in don't leave the island or even the house kind of snowstorms
 the first storm was a wintery mix so we don't have so very much snow
just enough to make every thing look like a magical fairy land

until it melts....and then we get the muddy slush


my town shoot out
colors of the season
friday finds
random 5 friday
friday photo journal

19 December

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19 December

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LET US KEEP CHRISTMAS
Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us hold close one day, remembering Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men. Let us get back our childlike faith again.
Grace Noll Crowell





little things thursday

favorite things thursday




18 December

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within our windows warm and wonderful
wild wind wicked winter  watery  waves without


abc wednesday
outdoor wednesday
watery wednesday

17 December

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every year they come out

one by one

her time worn hands gently unwrapping the faded tissue paper

little fingers hastily looking through the old box of glittery treasures

just to find their favorite one to hang on a tree

in the exact right spot

~

let the storm blow as it will beyond these windows

the icy atlantic crashes against our rather tiny island

the snowy winds blast against our cozy home


all is well this night as we make memories





have yourself a merry little christmas
let your heart be light
from now on
 our troubles will be out of sight




texture tuesday
sweet shot


16 December

Only yesterday it had been too warm for snow but now it was twilight and the snow had been falling

since mid afternoon.

As he walked through the wood the snow fell softly on the silvery mittens his wife had knit for him

last Christmas and it fell on his boots which left footprints in the snowy path.

 It covered the dark branches he trudged past and it landed gently on the frozen

river he had crossed on the wooden bridge back by the road.

Chipmunks and squirrels skittered about here and there in the trees above him, birds sang to him as

he passed under them, and he answered them all with a song of his own which he sung quietly so as

not to break the stillness of the forest.

He had started this walk alone but as he stood in the middle of the high hay field the skies cleared

long enough for the moon to shine down and glisten on the snow covered field that was spinning in a

vast universe which he was, in fact, a part of.



five sentence fiction

16 December

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they call it stormy monday


nature notes
mosaic monday

16 december

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when i was a young woman i went to live near Seattle, WA.
my mother sent us a package of Christmas ornaments
and this little bird was included in the box.
There was also a wooden heart, a porcelain angel and a knitted child. 
I still have all of them.
 Since then I have lived 31 years, in 8 places, had 2 children of my own,
2 marriages, a long-term committed relationship (or whatever we are calling those things
these days) with my best friend and the love of my life,

5 step-children, 2 dogs, at least a half a dozen cats and 4 birds.
it's been a bumpy ride


recently we celebrated my mum's 79th birthday
she still continues to amaze and inspire me


macro monday
inspire me monday
amaze me monday
mellow yellow monday

15 December

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the weather today

sorry it is a little crooked. It's very windy and cold. That is the Atlantic Ocean behind the old Coast Guard building. The storm waves are pretty intense. If it stops raining/snowing later I will go back out to get a better shot. Right now the salty spray from the ocean is hitting the windows on our house so I think I'll stay inside for a while.



R is for...reflection


Green


joy

being with the ones i love


drink







scavenger hunt Sunday

15 December

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they said she could be molded by his hand
like clay
but it as it turned out
she was no angel 
so she blew the cover of that box apart
snatched up her brain and other stuff 
and walked  back into simplicity
where the wind blew the snow over the fields like waves
and the moon reflected off of the snowy world
because

you can't fix the world with a pair of lies


imaginary garden with real toads
sunday whirl



14 December

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lights 
on a tree
magical to see
in a world filled with 
strife it's still a wonderful life
we have wills that are free hang lights
on the trees and the world fills with peace
the snow gently falls and true love conquers all
peace


poetry jam

childhood beliefs

my town shoot out

lights

13 december

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in the early morning

i sit solitude in my living room

and enjoy the stillness of the lights on the tree



our beautiful world

friday finds

friday photo journal

12 December

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The reason for the season
I had to drive the chick-lets to school this morning. It's not a bad drive but there are 6 lights in a 2.5 mile stretch so you do need to be a bit patient.
I stopped at the market on my way home and realized after I got in there that I had the wrong list...for the second time! This is not all that unusual of a thing for me and I do realize that it is pretty far down the list of things that could go wrong. Still, it's kind of a pain since it means I must get back to the store at some point, do some baking, cleaning and get to work on time...blah, blah, blah.
So, I'm sitting at the 5th light, which is really the 10th since this is my second go round, and I'm thinking about all the things I need to get done and that Christmas is only 2 days away...blah, blah, blah.
I'm a little stressed and I'm wishing that I could get to the "special place" where I'm calm and remembering the peace that this time of year brings. I…

11 December

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Vermouth
Vodka
and a
Velvety Vino

abc wednesday

10 December

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oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree
of all the trees most lovely


in the early morning just before the sun comes up
or at twilight when the darkness steals into our little house
i sit in hushed softness
brought on by the wondrous awe
of tiny white lights in an evergreen tree and for a time the natural world is standing in my living room sharing its beauty


texture tuesday
sweet shot
nature notes

9 December

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8 December

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where i stood

on the edge of temptation




silver

tiny present



in the cupboard

I just realized how much that cream of mushroom soup stands out like a sore thumb.

I don't even eat it. I had to buy it to make that nasty green bean casserole to bring to

my mother's on Thanksgiving. It will sit there till next Thanksgiving.




shadow



scavenger hunt sunday

8 December

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he had become his own prison
 pursuing the cold cruel cash
as if it could be a beloved
he cloaked the wild in himself
he looked through a lens 
-a box on the wall -
that skirted the real issues
and he reached for goods as if they were
stars 
 like a venus in the sky
trying to shine

but he never never looked up



sunday whirl



7 december

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this santa ornament is glass and I have been very creative in my image of it
creativity a glass

the saturday photo hunt

saturday photo hunting

6 December

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In family life, be completely present.
Lao Tzu
6 word friday present
my town shoot out rush hour
In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don't try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present.
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Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/present.html#Ll9aJChD1J6G2GIL.99 In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don't try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present.
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6 December

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December morning on a rather tiny island 

the old coast guard station is shrouded in fog just beyond the christmas lights

glistening on the porch



friday finds

our beautiful world

friday photo journal

5 December

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The large tractor trailer was met by one of the mothers in front of the Old Coast Guard Station. She directed it toward the lowland parking lot just across the way. All over the rather tiny island other PTO families had been waiting for her call. The Christmas trees are here! It wasn't long before the gravel lot began to fill up with cars. Fathers and mothers, aunts and uncles and even a  few grandparents began to form lines from the back of the open truck to unload the trees that were tied up tightly. The edge of the lot and the grassy park was full of children running about. The older children were watching over the younger ones and the teenagers were watching over them all. Someone strung up a set of Christmas lights and at twilight they began to blink red, yellow, green and blue over the scene. There was plenty of hot cocoa and cookies to go around. The smell of pine trees and the salty sea mingled together in the tiny lot and townsfolk beeped as they drove by on their way ho…

4 December

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under the layers

abc wednesday