The Naturalist
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Well, she's home safe.
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Like rain on a parched land.
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It may be quiet around here for a while.
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Namaste.
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posted by tearful dishwasher at 7:05 AM
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
*
Well, she's home safe.
*
Like rain on a parched land.
*
It may be quiet around here for a while.
*
Namaste.
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15 Comments:
I had a feeling...
Enjoy each other.
quiet is good.
unquiet, less so.
beautiful wings; i wish we all had them
fluttering by,
susan
Home.
It's one of my favorite words.
Because it's so rare, that feeling, that sense of being.
Home.
Happy birthday, brother.
God bless you. And yours.
Oh, and Susan?
We do all have wings.
It's just that some of us don't know how to use them.
Dear Scott
I am happy to know that your lovely woman is home with you again, safe and sound.
I wish not to disturb your peace and quiet (the quiet and poise of these butterfly's wings?) but wonder if, when you have time, you might consider this request. . .
Please will you give me permission to incorporate the words you left on my blog (yesterday or the day before this was) in one of my paintings? I'm inviting friends in the blogosphere to send me ocean-related thoughts to go into a kind of 'communal breastplate' and would love to include your heart-felt words.
My email address is clarab@earthlight.co.nz
Just when you can - thank you ++. And love every minute of being back to you, Lu and your beloved woman, planting along the verge.
Claire.
PS. And these are your words, for which thank you again --
The sea is the best feature of our planet, if you ask me, once you account for a place to stand on to admire it, and a blue sky to stretch over it. All that heaving movement, all that energy and gorgeousness, and the life packed into every inch and drop of it, the mysteries of it, the way it carries so much of the past in itself...I can't stand on the shore and fail to think about how the surf against the rocks is probably the single physical event that is unchanged since the seas were formed. It makes me hope that all of that inertia will carry the sea forward, out of our time, so it might survive us, despite our best efforts to destroy it and everything else we touch.
Ms. Moon-
Will do, thanks.
Susan-
Thanks to you, too.
Laurel-
that birthday time is winging around for both of us again. I hope you have a great one. Be good to yourself.
Claire-
email sent, yes, thank you, and thank you.
yrs-
tearful
Fantastic photo -- as always.
Have fun and more.
I LOVE this image.
Give the woman on the verge a tip of the hat from me.
Elizabeth-
Thank you. And we are having fun, for sure.
will do, Maggie.
all best to you.
Thanks for your words and art. Thanks for loving your wife the way you do.
Well, Pamela, it's my pleasure!
Good to see you here again.
yrs-
Scott
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