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Nine-Eleven Memorial Freeport, Maine I do not know why it surprised me, but it did. At the end of a quick trip to Freeport, Maine, as we were leaving town, driving down Main Street, these two steel beams, caught my eye, and we decided to stop and take a look. I was not...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Spring in Boston by Sergio Roffo Yes, I am well aware that autumn is upon us, and winter is around the corner, nevertheless, I offer you Spring in Boston (1994), a bright, vibrant...
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Walden Pond “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what...
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A Personal Journey A few nights ago, my Mother had a heart attack. She is doing better, though still dealing with a wide array of health issues. This afternoon, sitting in her room, watching her sleep, I called my very dear friend Shahnaz. Every time we speak, though separated by thousands of miles, it...
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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as...
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Reflecting Autumn It is a wonder to behold autumn reflected in flowing streams, rivers, and ponds. I love watching the leaves dancing on the water. Swept to the edge
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Starfish The quality of these pictures, are not what I wish they were; I think I was so excited to see the clinging starfish, that I did not hold the camera still. However, the subject matter is so enthralling, that I have decided to share them anyway. I wanted to pluck one...
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Sisters We need to mourn with our sisters. We need to mourn for their loss. We need to mourn for their pain. We need to mourn for their death. We need to cry for our sisters. When our sisters have been raped When our sisters have been beaten When our sisters have...
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Frost on the Pumpkins! I took Merry for a walk, in Georgtown, and long and behold — frost on the pumkins! Enough said.
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An Abandoned Garden I happened upon this abandoned garden, which had once been gingerly tended, and stopped enjoy these brilliant golden flowers, whose name I do not know. The gated garden is now over crowded, but it cannot always have been in this state. Do you know the name of this...
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