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  1. #351
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    take a deep breath and remember life without you is a wreck.
    be the hero that saves it from becoming a zero.
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    The simplest truths are written on the wall,
    where we see imaginary greatness in our fall.

  3. #353

    Runs in the family ...

    The latest painting my daughter has done this summer. It's of Sand Beach in Acadia National Park.

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    She’s immortalized a unique, exact, image in time.
    And the waters movement is seen and felt.
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    ‘Every man is guilty
    of all the good he did not do’

    Voltaire

  5. #355
    Say what you will, this is what I consider exquisite performance art. It really rouses the soul.


    https://youtu.be/R9KkbU4yStM


    https://youtu.be/y9ZCIJEBNFY


    https://youtu.be/IljlsoHW-e0


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    Added it to my spotify playlist the group of riverdancing.
    I would follow as in believe in the words of good moral leaders. Rather than the beliefs of oneself.
    The most difficult thing for a writer to comprehend is to experience silence, so speak up. (quoted from a member)

  7. #357
    In the summer of 2017, there was a porcupine family (among other critters) residing in my natural garden. The mother wandered out to the road and was run over by some excuse for a human (clear daylight on a long straight stretch with a 30mph speed limit). I worried about the young ones getting on, but didn’t interfere.


    Happily, this 2018 summer there was another porcupine family in residence. Likely the mother is one of the youngsters from the previous family. Following is a picture I took today of one of the new youngsters. There are other critters of course, but I don’t get close to skunks or the occasional black bear, and others understandably shy away from me. As it should be.


    Am I sentimental — maybe a little. The real point, is that as a naturalist I understand that our own existence is dependent on Nature’s biodiversity.

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  8. #358
    First snow of the season. If it snows as much this winter as it has rained the latter half of the summer and fall, we’ll be buried before February.
    The tracks in the snow this morning are from an adult porcupine, headed back to its burrow underneath the woodshed.


    Thankfully we’re not having the problems California is.

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  9. #359
    I don't know the correct place to post this, so I'm posting it here.

    RIP
    Mary Oliver, the poet who saw the wilderness in humanity, has passed on which saddens me.
    Few poets have had the ability to so beautifully articulate their love of nature as well as Mary Oliver.

    https://grist.org/article/mary-oliver-the-poet-who-saw-the-wilderness-in-humanity/

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