bits and pieces

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lobsterglistening on the trail

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Collage

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Summer 2016

(and it’s not over just yet)

“You must know that there is nothing higher and stronger and more wholesome and good for life in the future than some good memory, especially a memory of childhood, of home. People talk to you a great deal about your education, but some good, sacred memory, preserved from childhood, is perhaps the best education. If a man carries many such memories with him into life, he is safe to the end of his days, and if one has only one good memory left in one’s heart, even that may sometime be the means of saving us.”
~ Fyodor Dostoevsky

on the verge of summer

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“summer, after all, is a time when wonderful things can happen to quiet people. for those few months, you’re not required to be who everyone thinks you are, and that cut-grass smell in the air and the chance to dive into the deep end of a pool give you a courage you don’t have the rest of the year. you can be grateful and easy, with no eyes on you, and no past. summer just opens the door and lets you out.”
~ Deb Caletti

lavender and lace

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the summer greens are slowly fading
as the last weekend of summer approaches

Happy Labor Day weekend to my U.S. friends
Happy weekend to all!

staycation

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Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.
~ Mason Cooley

wandering

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“Nobody can discover the world for somebody else. Only when we discover it for ourselves does it become common ground and a common bond and we cease to be alone.”
~ Wendell Berry, A Place on Earth

The White Mountains, New Hampshire