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Words to Inhale

It was an early morning in February at our home in Central Florida. The house was still wrapped in darkness but when I looked out the window, everything was blushing pink. It was like seeing the world through rose colored glasses.  Looking forward to a walk in this tinted haze, I promptly laced up my…

A Groundswell of Gratitude

(This post is dedicated to all my fellow morning walkers. They know.) Nature electrifies the senses.  It is pre-dawn. Earth is awakened by a throated wood thrush. Her song pierces and polishes the air with the clearest of melodies. Layers of blues, purples and pinks give hint to the promise of daybreak. Get ready to…

Wings to Soar

Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings. Victor Hugo We were made to soar.  We were made to soar. We were made to soar! Ah, the rule of three! It is the magic formula to everything. Dorothy…

The Bridge That Carries Us Over

Out of the blue, I decided to build a small ornamental footbridge for my garden. I thought my grandchildren would enjoy the shortcut on the way to pond. That is what I told myself.  I purchased a kit.  The reviews on Amazon said it would take three hours to assemble. It took me four days….

The Christmas Star

Over two thousand years ago, three learned souls followed a star and the world changed. Today, a special star beckons another change. We are invited to follow that star, to trust in a new beginning and to breathe in our full worth. It’s all waiting. . . .

Advent: The Little Quiet Things

If you are faithful in the little things, you will be faithful in the large ones. (Luke 16:10) Little Things Mean A Lot If you are of a certain age (ahem), you might recall this song from the past, Little Things Mean A Lot. I recently heard the original recording sung by Kitty Kallen. As…

A Perpetual Thanksgiving

I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual. Henry David Thoreau First Moments I wonder about first moments, those spilt second flashes when emotion fires up the heart and shoots out like stars. And everything changes. There must have been the first moments in Plymouth Colony, prior to the three…

November’s Essentials: The Light and Love Within

We are here to love, not just when it is easy, but when loving is hard, maybe especially when it is hard. . . . . . . The Nature Whisperer November teaches me about the essentials, about who we are without the layers. She releases her burdens and shows us the simplicity of lightness….

Preserving the Harvest

Nature’s first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf’s a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf,So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to dayNothing gold can stay.                                              —Robert Frost Nothing Gold Can Stay? Really? Sorry Mr. Frost.  I do love your work. But given my long-held affection for…