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Quiet. The lake is almost still. I love the lake when it’s still. Why is it so difficult for me to be still? Even slow down? I love to move. I love to be impressed by “what gets done”. Looking…

I don’t feel good – I have this kind of really lousy chest thing going on; so I used that as an excuse to go into full-blown worry. “This could be the end” kind of ridiculousness. Oh yes. Thank goodness…

I was so thrilled that I got such an early start on my day – cloth on the hill just soaked with dye. And then…. I hear in the not so distant range, this high-pitched “beep – beep – beep”!…

I have my ideas about the color of water. The water that I know. Water that I remember. But what color is water, anyway? According to O’Donohue, Colour is the language of light. And water is more affected by light than…

Moving into fall. It’s the time of year where color is noticed. I mean noticed. Not that we aren’t super happy at the first shoot of green in the spring. Or delighted by the color of tulips, roses, peonies come…

Two days in a row. Polar opposites. How do we deal with unwanted, then – the so delicious? Yesterday was colored by news I wish I hadn’t read. That information was not good. And it made me wish I hadn’t…

Did I ever tell you about my horse named Nydia? She was trained for competition in England before she came to us – my childhood family. She had been schooled for steeple chase but was sold because she was too…

Color is the language of light…Light is the greatest unnoticed force of transfiguration in the world: it literally alters everything it touches… ~John O’Donohue, “Beauty” If you were able to see this orange cloth where it is lying now –…

September 27th: it’s hot outside. All summer we had cool weather. Rain. And now, the crowd has gone. The lake is a mirror of calm. And it’s just me, swimming. I feel like I’m in heaven. My sister, Julie, who…

I don’t know why but that cloud looks to me like it’s moving headlong into the mountain. Whump! No really, it’s a sweet fluffy cloud. Not like some thoughts that can run around with such abandon. “Listen to me!” “Listen…