oh what fleeting moments I should capture, oh what memories I should still possess

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Old Souls

What I see is the remnants of an old factory or something.

What I see are the remnants of an old factory or something – I don’t even know what this was. What I think is “I want to go in there!” I can’t pass by any kind of old run-down, boarded-up, falling-down structure without a burning desire to explore it.

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Buildings have souls too.

Use it or Lose it

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What I see is a couple of Osprey who’ve built their nest on someone’s boat. What I know is I wouldn’t want to be the one who has to evict them.

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There is nothing in which the birds

differ more from man

than the way in which they can build

and yet leave a landscape as it was before.

– Robert Wilson Lynd 

Beautiful Froggy

What I see is a frog hanging out on a lily pad in my parent's water garden. What I think is I love frogs and toads. And I love to hold them, even though they pee on my hand.

What I see is a frog hanging out in my parent’s water garden. What I think is I love frogs and toads. And I love to hold them, even though they pee on my hand. A friend of mine is totally creeped out by frogs, but I don’t get it. Because look how cute!!

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When green is all there is to be,

it can make you wonder why,

but why wonder.

I’m green and it’ll do fine,

it’s beautiful,

and I think that’s what I want to be.

– Kermit the Frog 

Holding On and Letting Go

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What I see is my niece holding on to her cat. What I remember is that cat did not want to be held on to! What I know is I do the same thing all too often – hold on tight to things that want to be let go. And sometimes I don’t hold tight enough to the things I should. But it’s a brand new year, and a good time to evaluate what I hold dear, what I need to put more time and energy into, and what I need to just let go.

Cheers to a new year

and another chance

for us to get it right.

Oprah Winfrey    


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Cotton Candy Sky

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If I didn’t know this was the sky, I’d want to eat it. Or roll in it. Or squish it in my fingers.

Excuse me

while I

kiss the sky.

Jimi Hendrix   

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all the ages we’ve been

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What I see is my niece playing tea pots. What I think is, “I used to have hair like that. Golden and shiny and beautiful. (sigh) And now I don’t.” What I feel is old. What I hope is I’m not nearly as old as I’ll get.

The great thing

about getting older

is that you don’t lose all

the other ages you have been.

Madeleine L’Engle   

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