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Tag Archives: flowers
Daffodils Rising
“Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.” – Elizabeth Bowen Mid-January is just around the corner and there are still sparkling lights to catch my eye as well as a magical lone sapling … Continue reading
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Tagged beauty, darkness, enjoy everything, flowers, forest, hope, joy, light, love, mindfulness, park, seasons, sparkle, wanders, winter
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Wintering
“We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces.” – … Continue reading
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Tagged beauty, flowers, forest, hawk, love, nostalgia, pandemic notes, reverie, seasons, senses, soul, wanders, winter tea, wintering, writing
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Deep Winter
“ The mind is not a vessel that needs filling but wood that needs igniting.” – Plutarch – On Listening Snow hasn’t quite fallen yet but the scents of winter make an appearance in both my mother’s kitchen and mine … Continue reading
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Tagged art, chickadees, deep winter, enchantment, fashion, flowers, Guo Pei, magic, nature, raven, scent, spell, spices, Vancouver Art Gallery, wonder
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Ever Closer
“Wine is bottled poetry.” – Robert Louis Stevenson January has ended in a rain of spoken word poetry as Rufous Hummingbirds soar above the trees and the first cherry blossoms start to bloom on once bare trees. Clusters of snowdrops … Continue reading
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