The seasons come 'round as promised following the Flood. Hope spring fresh from the garden of new life . . .
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Too soon the Summer goes and then the bright Autumn, fading into the cold and snow of Winter. I love the Seasons - but it's all going far too quickly 'round.
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I love the Autumn and hate to see it go.
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Walking by a stream near my home as Spring unfolds – could anything be better? . . .
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My work used to take me to the beautiful Ottawa Valley area of Ontario.
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The 'modern age' assumed that we could control, predict and pressure into conformity all that we wanted to be and to do, pressing foward as we have been toward preferred outcomes for the life, meas
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Our lives are coloured by various events that come, at least to me, like images, both stark and beautiful.
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One always wonders what’s just around the bend.
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In the summer sunshine heat and stresses of life, deep relationships, like swimming pools, are very welcome gifts.
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