8220;Like water which can clearly mirror the sky and the trees only so long as its surface is undisturbed, the mind can only reflect the true image of the Self when it. 8220;Forests are the lungs of our land, purifying the air and giving fresh strength to our people.

To me, photography is an art of observation. 1000 Gifts - Gratitude Journal. Sunday, May 17, 2015. I was hoping to capture Mount Rainier more clearly but this was the best the weather would allow. The landscapes were stunning! Links to this post. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. Here are some of my images from a photo walk in the city.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014. The Columbus Day Storm of 1962. Herald of a storm moving in tonight. I was only four, but I remember the sky overhead bubbling. Like a pot of stew. The clouds were an odd yellowish green color, and the trees swished with a peculiar swinging motion. Then Mom whisked my baby sister, little brother and me, with Zat the Canary. We crawled out the b.

And yet, without him. We have this habit of defining. The nature of our beast. And an eye for definition. Which may limit, or at least. In a helpful sort of way. There are countless endless junctures. At which our cells could switch. An aging tin of fruit.

Tuesday, March 13, 2018. Images of House Sparrows and man. mine are not that great in comparison. But, then I thought. this is not a competition. Click on any photo to see it larger . Monday, March 5, 2018.

Arts, crafts and jewelry. Wednesday, January 17, 2018. A view from the hiking trail along Piestewa Peak in Arizona. Downtown Phoenix is seen in the background. Piestewa Peak stands 2,610 feet at its highest point and was named in honor of Lori Ann Piestewa, the first known Native American women to be killed in combat during the Iraq War. Saturday, October 14, 2017. Wednesday, March 8, 2017.

Little bits and pieces of life. Friday, September 26, 2014. The wild roses are coming into bloom. Saturday, April 19, 2014. Why Do We All Hate Dandelions? Take a closer look .

Is there a better way to . Deep breath here, gosh, for a time I was counting the posts, thinking that I would need to come up with something a little special for post 1,000 when it ventured into cyberspace. Somewhat reluctantly, and very gently too, so you can barely hear it.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015. In the February 13th issue of the Baxter Bulletin. Click on highlighted letters to see the article. Maybe this is why she is so passionate about her work! This year was not the first time she has organized. A successful gathering of persons. Who needed to release some grief.