Ready for the picking
Posted on September 20th, 2008 by attentiontolife
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When the artist becomes the art (albeit out of focus)
Posted on September 19th, 2008 by attentiontolife
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A web of jewels
Posted on September 18th, 2008 by attentiontolife
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Words
Posted on September 17th, 2008 by attentiontolife
Listen carefully, my son [and daughter}, to the master’s instructions, and attend to them with the ear of your heart.
–RB 1980: The Rule of St. Benedict in English, edited by Timothy Fry, O.S.B.
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Waiting…and waiting…and waiting…and…
Posted on September 16th, 2008 by attentiontolife
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On My Walks
Posted on September 15th, 2008 by attentiontolife
I hadn’t wanted to mention it, but the leaves are turning. The old fogey in me is saying, “But the summer has gone so quickly, it can’t be fall already!” Indeed those lazy, hot days have passed hastily and that season is almost gone! In just a few days it will be the equinox again [...]
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All-in-one meal
Posted on September 14th, 2008 by attentiontolife
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On My Walks
Posted on September 12th, 2008 by attentiontolife
I wasn’t that keen on going out this morning but I decided that it wasn’t that bad and I would have the chance to take a new perspective. It’s raining, slowly, gently and steadily. Perfect for all growing things, except worms.
The sidewalk was strewn with worms escaping the water saturated soil. Most were fully extended [...]
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On My Walks
Posted on September 11th, 2008 by attentiontolife
As I passed the backyard of a neighboring house, there were at least ten pigeons fluttering and hovering trying to steal food from a feeder designed for small songbirds. Those big old birds looked oversized and out of place. They must have been humiliated. Where are the ladies with their sacks of cracked corn throwing [...]
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