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With Yellow on the Trees

Fall came early this year and trees are almost bare already. I’ve cut back this year’s raspberries and other berries. We’ve mulched the raised beds, and, with a sigh of relief, can settle into winter, I hope … WITH YELLOW … Continue reading

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This Morning

Today is Inventors’ Day in Hungary, and I like the sound of that, a special day for those who try to improve our world. A day when I’m taking just an ordinary morning walk, nothing special to see, but one … Continue reading

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When one Sparrow Falls

This month’s birth flowers are the violet and the common primrose; birthstone is the amethyst, which symbolizes piety, humility, spiritual wisdom, and sincerity, all quiet attributes for what is essentially a quiet month though it includes Black History Month, Food … Continue reading

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Christmas on the Run

Christmas goes so quickly. We prepare for weeks and it’s gone, all the excitement, the joy, the sharing, the calm centre, gone in a blink, at least, that’s how I find it … A A CHRISTMAS ON THE RUN I … Continue reading

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Heads Locked

Deer are on the move, rutting in our back woods, and elsewhere, though I haven’t managed to get photos of them in action … HEADS LOCKED I came into the room                         to get a book but movement on the patio … Continue reading

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4 Artefacts senryu

When we travel we seem to see so many old buildings, castles, churches, houses, or artefacts out in the open. It’s fascinating to see how they are placed, what happens around or in them, whether flocks of birds, or waving … Continue reading

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On Borrowing Shoes

Nobody loves caterpillars, except children and teachers of young children. Caterpillars, to a gardener, are creepy crawly and they demolish leaves at ninety miles an hour. But – do they wear shoes? ON BORROWING SHOES my caterpillar friends keep their … Continue reading

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