Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love.
~ Rumi
Leaf, Lincoln City, Oregon 2018
Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love.
~ Rumi
Leaf, Lincoln City, Oregon 2018
Frondesce: verb. The unfurling of leaves. As in, the fern was frondescing.
Furled fern frond, Lincoln City, Oregon 2018
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.
~ Annie Dillard
Bark, Lake Bob Sandlin State Park, Texas 2007
Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
~ Mary Oliver
Yellow-bellied Marmot, Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado 2010
Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.
~ Albert Einstein
Black-bellied Whistling-Duck family, Cooper Lake State Park, Texas 2007
It’s never too late to be who you might have been.
~ George Elliot
Dragonfly, Sweetwater Wetlands, Tucson, Arizona 2011
The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.
~ Isak Dinesen
Pacific Ocean, Lincoln City, Oregon 2018
A magazine for each end of the spectrum! Santa Fe, New Mexico 2010
Dog Cat lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
~ Agnes Sligh Turnbull
Bailey, 12-2017
Heart-wrenching day. Earlier, I said goodbye to my sweet, wise, and loving cat, Bailey. After 18 years together, his little body just gave out on him. He was such a character! Even though physically small, he ruled the household (keeping three successive cats in line). He behaved more like a dog; would fetch, play in water, alert me to dangers such as scorpions or snakes, loved to cuddle, and had an uncanny ability to sense my mood. Every night I was home he slept curled up by my right shoulder; kneading my hair, his purr a calming lullaby. I miss you, little dude…