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 |  Look around. Let Nature nurture your Soul. I record images I sense and share them here. |
| Sitting by the river on the 4th of July in 2019. Watching the primrose open... it opens for all those who stop to admire ...yellow-green in the cooling calm. unnoticed, unappreciated, it still blooms Sand-flies dance above a tree. they live in the moment... do we? Down by the river: rocks, stones, bricks, one beer can. the trash of our passing will live long after we have left Dimple of fish grabbing something on the surface. even the denizens of the deep must leave safety to eat Circular ripples, the ephemeral whirl of eddies. the vortexes that form, dissolve, reform, a metaphor of mourning Channel's gentle flow, the after sunset glow... how life moves in a direction, renewing itself every day ...silhouetting the bridge-swallows. late-evening dining on the wing Roar of the river through the rapids. we also fuss at the obstacles we must overcome The hum of traffic descending from above. civilization impinges on my reverie The realization that once I leave, only my words will remain... and those to be forgoten ...like this passing tandem bicycle. Coming, going, gone. 917 |
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