Tag: flower
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Day 24~ September 24th~ Tuscany
Do you remember the last time you felt as light as a feather, and free as a little butterfly? Wasn’t it the breeze of inspiration that lifted you above the worries of the world? The magic of art in all its forms can do that to me.
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Day Two Hundred Fourty Six, September 25, 2011
At the end of summer so many little funerals are held in the great church that is nature. Flowers die, leaves wear their ceremonial dress of color as they sway gently to face their inevitable end, grains are harvested and their stems left to dry and return to the earth. So yes, “everything returns to…
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Day Two Hundred Five, August 15, 2011
“Twinky doo, a fairy true, bathed in a light, most shimmering blue, on buttercups dance, think: can you?” A song I once learned, and a fence that brought it out of my memories to shimmer on the surface of my mind…
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Day Two Hundred, August 10, 2011
Someone once said: “you are born alone, and you die alone” True words that cannot be argued. We arrive here alone, fragile, bewildered. We depend on our parents our caregivers to help us get through the first years, we search for companions along the journey to take away our loneliness and in the very end…
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Day One Hundred Sixty Seven, July 8, 2011
They were once tiny seeds, placed inches below the ground in darkness and they were coded with one single purpose, to reach up towards the source of life, the yellow power, the great sun. So with a tremendous effort they pushed, over and over in one singular direction till they broke through the earth and…
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Day One Hundred Sixty Four, July 5, 2011
“when it is dark enough, you can see the stars” ~ Persian proverb So simple, so true. Light a candle in the sunlight and you see nothing, light it on a dark night and it can illuminate you way. On a very grey, hot, humid day in Shanghai, I was walking the streets as usual…
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Day One Hundred Twenty Four, May 26, 2011
Nature is to most of us a place of peace and harmony. It is so because its laws are constant, reliable, reassuring. The sun rises every day, the moon keeps its regular cycle of waxing and waning, the seasons keep their repetitive cycle, the flowers keep blooming in the Spring and the bees keep coming…
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Day Eighty One, April 13, 2011
Spring is finally here in full swing! I love the first days of Spring when you open your windows and the mild breeze rushes in to caress your face. It feels like a time of renewal, new growth, blossoming trees, flowers popping up in multicolor everywhere you look. It is a time to put away…
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Day Seventy Six, April 8, 2011
This morning Spring was filling the air, the weather felt finally mild enough to leave heavy jackets behind and the sun was shining. She decided to dress herself for school as she often now loves to do. And out she emerged looking like a jar of jelly beans 🙂 But I could not blame here,…