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I have always loved rivers — the way they flow so silently to the sea. Or in the mountains, when they rush downstream over rocks and boulders, all energy and exuberance. I have photographed many ...

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Every time I’ve tried to go to my nearby Dollar Tree the past week or so, it had closed early due to lack of staff. I was getting frustrated because, as I’ve noted before, this unique chain of ...

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There have been recent stirrings at the entrance to the fairy and gnome house at the base of an old camphor tree I often walk past, quite deliberately, in fact. The tree, and many others like it...

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There is a pleasure in the thought that the particular tone of my mind at this moment may be new in the universe; that the emotion of this hour may be peculiar and unexampled in the whole eternit...

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During a recent visit to the state park near me, at the peak of Spring and walking among the most beautiful old live oak trees, shading and towering above paths lined with pink and white azaleas ...

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At a nearby Nature preserve, it can definitely get a bit close to Nature at times. There are alligators in the ponds along the path I was walking a couple of days ago. Normally I don’t see them...

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Of all the sounds that stir deep and immediate memories of my summer vacations in the Sixties and later, the timeless and distinctive sound of the the boat-tailed grackle. Here’s why. This parti...

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(Part of a continuing series. See my recent PB entries for introductory background information.) Holding on to way too much “stuff” from my past, both recent and now-distant, has been a painful ...

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Lots of swirling emotions and fighting off feeling depressed by all the bad news in the world.  The Texas shooting has preoccupied me as I try futilely to understand how such a monstrous event ca...

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It’s been three months since I moved from Mom’s house downtown where I lived, and both worked full time and was caregiver for her during her last years as she suffered the effects of dementia, ol...

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Does anyone know how to download one’s diary here? I can’t seem to find any way to do it. I could have just stumbled past the obvious somewhere on the site, but so far no luck.

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…Repeatedly bring yourself back to yourself and  then, from within this present self-awareness, realize that instead of being connected to the “you” who is always struggling to get something, hop...

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This fortress of books and rooms
 surrounding me
 forms a rather simple maze
 For me to lose myself in,
 if I so desire.
 I cannot begin to process
 all that is stuffed
 into every available nic...

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When my brother and I were kids growing up in Jefferson Parish, Louisiana (next door to New Orleans), we loved to run and play outdoors like all kids of a certain age do. When you are six and eig...

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I wondered today, walking slowly along the road, how it was that so many simple things give me such exquisite joy. I saw a gray cat curled up on a window ledge in the morning sun, and stood look...

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I’ve always been fascinated and intrigued by flea markets and thrift shops. And, I like antique shops. but mainly if they have old books and retro collectible stuff from the Fifties and Sixties....

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I’ve always loved trees, ever since I was a child growing up in New Orleans. We kids spent a lot of time in quite imaginative play in our back yard. Against the fence back there were four tall h...

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It’s been almost 2 1/2 years now since Mom passed away after a long struggle with dementia. Not a day goes by they I don’t think about her, especially on Mother’s Day. Although she could rememb...

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When I was a newbie teacher of middle-school-age students 42 years ago in the Fall of 1980, I had spent the previous summer preparing to teach English literature, composition and grammar. It was...

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A rose by itself is every rose And this one is irreplaceable perfect, one sufficient word in the context of all things. Rainer Maria Rilke One of the really nice things about living where ...

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I had a bit of a jolt when I read something a fellow diarist posted a few days ago. I thought, “Is this really what it means to live alone when you strip away all the pretense and rationalizatio...

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I have taken many thousands of photographs over the years, but there have been only two instances where I spotted something amazing and mysterious in one of those photos. I have no “real”-world...

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I was walking at the state park yesterday when I saw a mother jogging on the path just ahead, coming in my direction, with what I am guessing was her 5-year old son on his little bike peddling...

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I’ve been stepping away from the madness of crowds, traffic and noise by visiting Magnolia Gardens for more that 40 years now. It’s enchanting, flower-filled pathways are known to me by heart. ...

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The past few weeks have been quite interesting and eye-opening, as well as tumultuous.  We had two serious offers on the house fall through because we are selling it as is, but one of them wanted...

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