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Skywatch Friday: Variations on a Theme

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From January 19, 2013 Skywatch Friday

Wordless Wednesday: Gun Ads Target Kids

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Here's the story.  Scary stuff. Wordless Wednesday

Our World Tuesday: Back at the Beach

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I love beaches. All of them. Even the modest, little ones. The air, the wide open space, the skies that roll on and on and all that quiet. Beaches in winter are great because the people who are there are there for the same things. No big radios, no loud conversations, no cigarettes stinking up the air, no greasy smells from the hot dog stand. Just pure light, air, earth, and wonder. From January 5, 2013 And all that life moving on and leaving behind beauty you can touch and hold and leave behind for the next guy. From January 5, 2013 And life moving on. From January 5, 2013 Our World Tuesday

One Single Impression: 2013

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From January 5, 2013 Today was full of blue sky and not much else Except perhaps a few squirrels The dog and myself Except that the squirrel the dogs and I Aren't enough to fill any day.  So I got to thinking about that blue sky How big it is  And how it shows up for January And becomes black as (I almost said night, but that's my point) Black as everything that is unknown And complements the moon in its work Of turning everything here to silver When nobody is looking Because they are too cold, too tired And filled with unbelieving But that silver is pure magic and it gives shape To things that go unnoticed because they are down low And close when the sky is blue And we are so busy looking up And realizing why we are alone in it And wondering when they are all coming back And why we weren't invited.  Stay up for the moon and you realize We are all here We are always all here But we all wait differently. And In o

Today's Flowers: Windward

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From July 25, 2011 Today's Flowers

Skywatch Friday: Hammonasset Beach, Winter

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Skywatch Friday

Wordless Wednesday: Forgotten

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From January 19, 2013 Wordless Wednesday

Our World Tuesday: 'Lots of People Carrying Firearms can be a tad Dangerous'

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“As thousands of pro-gun activists held rallies across the United States on Saturday, accidental shootings at three different guns shows illustrated the obvious: Being around lots of people carrying firearms can be a tad dangerous.”  -- Daniel Politi, The Slatest   At the Hollow Park Sunday with Clyde, Adella and I spent a few minutes at the wreaths hanging from the fence surrounding the swimming hole.  The wreaths commemorate the lives of the 26 women and children slaughtered Dec. 14 by an angry, young, white, suburban man wielding his mother's legally-held firearms. This week was different from last week, though.  This time around, the sun was out.  The air was warm.  It felt like spring—so unlike last week, when the air seemed to weep for the avoidable loss of so many young and beautiful lives at the hands of one angry young man who lived in a shell until he came out of it and, with his mother's help, presumed the authority and power of God.

Stop the XL Pipeline: Take Action!: NRDC's Save BioGems

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In Canada, the oil industry is transforming one of the world's last remaining intact ecosystems into America's gas tank. Alberta's boreal forest and wetlands are home to a diverse range of animals, including lynx, caribou and grizzly bears, and serve as critical breeding grounds for many North American songbirds and waterfowl. Oil companies are scraping up hundreds of thousands of acres of this wildlife haven to mine tar sands -- silty deposits that contain small amounts of crude bitumen. Extracting tar sands, and turning bitumen into crude oil, uses vast amounts of energy and water, and causes significant air and water pollution, and three times the global warming pollution of conventional crude production. The rush to strip-mine and drill tar sands in the boreal will destroy and fragment millions of acres of this wild forest for low-grade petroleum fuel. Please visit this page to express your disapproval of the Tar Sands pipeline.

Today's Flowers: Primrose

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Primrose Upon a bank I sat, a child made seer Of one small primrose flowering in my mind. Better than wealth it is, I said, to find One small page of Truth's manuscript made clear. I looked at Christ transfigured without fear-- The light was very beautiful and kind, And where the Holy Ghost in flame had signed I read it through the lenses of a tear. And then my sight grew dim, I could not see The primrose that had lighted me to Heaven, And there was but the shadow of a tree Ghostly among the stars. The years that pass Like tired soldiers nevermore have given Moments to see wonders in the grass. Patrick Kavanagh Today's Flowers

Skywatch Friday: This Blue

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From January 5, 2013 This is about the sky. The rocks and snow, sand and grasses in the foreground? Forget about it. The searing reflection of sunlight on the still water. Not it. It's the blue above all of this that is tenaciously itself wherever you go. It belongs to winter. It is the blue that reminds you how much you love summer but only because you walk here now. You abide. The snow, the cold puddles, the biting winds, the harsh rains. You feel it, you take it in, you peel it off, you thaw by the fire. You know that blue through it all because it is the blue of summer that bids you feel the joy of being here because you have always been here. This blue is the happy emblem of faith well kept. Skywatch Friday

Wordless Wednesday: You Are Here, We Were There

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From January 5, 2013 Wordless Wednesday

Our World Tuesday: Misty Days

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We had a misty weekend here in Woodbury.  Only the Canada geese were out and about until Clyde arrived with us in tow.  In the background on the hill is the Masonic Temple. From January 12, 2013 The swimming hole was a glazed over tub of dishwater that looked very lonely. From January 12, 2013 The melting ice and the bits of greenery made it seem like the autumn was not so long ago and spring is not so far away.  The January thaw has a way of tricking me out of a sense of time. From January 12, 2013 I was getting a bit caught up in feeling down about the dreary weather when we turned a corner and came across these wreathes memorializing the 26 victims of Adam Lanza's attack on Sandy Hook School in Newtown, Connecticut.  Each wreath bore a cross with the first name of each victim and his or her age.  The greens smelled like Christmas all these weeks later.  Then those thoughts of the past were gone; there's no going back. From January 12, 2013 These thr

One Single Impression: Naked Truth

The little man Takes me for a ride On his sense of smell Circling round and round This quarter acre patch of snow He pauses, breathes deeply, snuffles, Roots with snout and paw... Moves with his head down as his tongue Takes note, too--lapping and licking the snow-- And his tail, parallel to the ground, does not wag He sniffs my own footprint as if we had never met As if I were not his humble servant tethered to This inveterate finder of truths-- Which fellow-travelers share this patch of earth, What do they eat?  Where have they been?-- As if we had not done this before. A few short hours ago. One Single Impression

Today's Flowers: What was a Tree

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From January 5, 2013 There are no flowers about for my weekly flower post, so I'm extending the definition of flower to mean anything that blossoms or once blossomed. With that in mind, this remarkable tree fits the bill. This uprooted marvel lies in the sand near the breakwater at Hammonasset Beach in Connecticut.  From January 5, 2013 It's a marvel for its size. The bleached sinews of this relic suggest incredible strength. On its side and obviously untethered, this relic has me thinking what it must be like to be the root of a large deciduous tree pushing through the earth to anchor the tree upright.  From January 5, 2013 As I watched the couple feeding Sun chips to the gulls, I also watched countless couples come to the tree to pose near it for photos or to take a portrait of the tree that was. Nobody took the glasses. From January 5, 2013 Today's Flowers

Skywatch Friday: A Peaceful Sunday Sky

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From January 5, 2013 Skywatch Friday

Wordless Wednesday: Close to the Ground

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From January 5, 2013 Wordless Wednesday

One Single Impression: Peace

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From January 5, 2013 Under the light At the other end of the couch, My daughter sleeps. At this end,  Her dog and I share slices  Of a smoked gouda Until I slide his bad Dachshund self Back under the fleece blanket, And he sleeps With his head resting on my thigh. He breathes in time with my daughter While I make these notes. Waves of heat emanate from the furnace And crash on the shores of their dreams As I watch and take notes. I have never been closer to peace. This is a warm place. I feel my own heart beat. One Single Impression

Our World Tuesday: Hammonasset Beach, Connecticut

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Clyde likes to get to the beach every couple of months, and he was bummed to miss out on Carolina over the Christmas break, so we got his bad little self to Hammonasset Beach over the weekend to soak up some sunshine and feel the sand on his little paws and to hear the surf.  He said he heard Topsail calling.  (I'm working on it.) From January 5, 2013 I love seagulls.  They are the greasers of the beach, the sky, the parking lot  But they are very good with humans.  Spend a little time with them and you realize their attitude is really just a look. From January 5, 2013 Della is the queen of the whelks.  She finds shells everywhere.  This is the one of them. From January 5, 2013 A cool thing about the beach in winter is the cold and the warmth that swirl around you at the same time and create mud here and leave crusty snow there.   From January 5, 2013 Remember I said gulls are good with humans?  Check this out.  This couple was treating the birds to Sun ch

Wordless Wednesday: Fallen

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From January 5, 2013 Wordless Wednesday

Today's Flowers: Winter Color

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From January 5, 2013 I came across this nest earlier this week. The snow on the roof made me think it is a summer home. From January 5, 2013 The green of the branches above and the red berries here were the only color I could find outside, but they were reminder enough that life is sure and will not be held back--or at least not for long. Today's Flowers

Skywatch Friday: Here and Beyond

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From August 4, 2012 Skywatch Friday

Wordless Wednesday: Heroics

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From December 22, 2012 Wordless Wednesday