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Waiting... with hope.

Waiting... with hope.

I saved a turtle today. Not this one. This one liv

I saved a turtle today. Not this one. This one lives in the “swamp” AKA #loxahatcheenationalwildliferefuge. But one like it. And maybe I didn’t actually save it. Maybe it would have eventually made its own way after taking a rest next to my car. But I picked it up (heavy) and carried it to the lake. It seemed really happy to be back in the water. I want to believe I saved it.

I memorized Naomi Shihab Nye’s “Kindness” la

I memorized Naomi Shihab Nye’s “Kindness” last summer. This morning I woke up with it on my mind—especially these lines:
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“Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things”
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“Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.”
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#covıd19

. On THAT resurrection day when the stone of Covid

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On THAT resurrection day
when the stone of Covid
was rolled away
from across the land,
all the people came forth,
refined,
kinder,
and they knew
hope always wins.

Runway pose in nature’s fashion show. (They coul

Runway pose in nature’s fashion show. (They couldn’t find heels to fit my big feet.) SCROLL ▶️▶️
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#purplegallinule #beautybreak

I thought I smelled something. My senses are intac

I thought I smelled something. My senses are intact—for the most part anyway. My #gardenia is blooming in spite of my black thumb.

. “Still, what I want in my life is to be willin

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“Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled—
to cast aside the weight of facts
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and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.”
~ Mary Oliver in “The Ponds”
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This is not “our” lake, but the first one at the entrance to our development.

“May you experience each day as a sacred gift wo

“May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven around the heart of wonder.” ~ John Donohue in “For Presence” from To Bless the Space Between Us
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Note the red thigh feathers and the blue tip in the tail. .
#nandyconure AKA #blackhoodedparakeet

Name a couple of things that you fear in this land

Name a couple of things that you fear in this land of #covid_19. Then name a couple things that give you hope.
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1. That one of my immunocompromised family members or the oldest one (my dad—93 in a couple of months) will get ill.
2. Disaster upon disaster—earthquake, fire, tornado, hurricane.
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1. The sun also rises.
2. This, too, shall pass.
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And faith that lets fear fall like these flowers. .
#faith #fear #faithoverfear #hope #bestill #choosejoy #nopolitics #godisbigger

“ . . . and we are here As we have never been be

“ . . . and we are here
As we have never been before,
Sighted as not before, our place
Holy, although we knew it not.” ~ Wendell Berry (Sabbath Poem VI, 1987, in A Timbered Choir)
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#juvenilelittleblueheron

An early morning walk in the “swamp” and then

An early morning walk in the “swamp” and then online church with @spanishriverchurch.
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@chankilgore’s sermon was based on Psalm 46. From my notes:
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- Flatten the curve of fear
- Fear says “what if”
- Faith says “even if”
- Don’t waste your social distancing—be still
- The blessing [or gift] of #covid_19 is that it strips us of the illusion that we are in control.
- God himself, his voice, his work, his glory are bigger.
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Be still and know.

We started the morning here... and ended up there.

We started the morning here... and ended up there. @myoneblood

Sight and sounds from my couch this morning. So di

Sight and sounds from my couch this morning. So different from “down on the farm.” I can deal with this kind of distancing.
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Talked to the neighbor boy over the fence yesterday while our dogs went nose to nose. Had to tease him because it came to my attention (through the oldest grand girl) that he had posted a picture of our rockers and had said something about his neighbors being country folk. He told me the rockers were the first place he went at Cracker Barrel. Told him he was welcome to come rock any time and I’d serve up some sweet tea and biscuits—even though I drink my iced tea straight. We laughed. Then I realized we were probably standing too close. 🙄

This crow and female grackle perched on side-by-si

This crow and female grackle perched on side-by-side branches—one flustered, the other serene. There’s a lesson here.

“Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow

“Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?” ~ Matthew 6:26
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Mr. Grumpy Pants brought me some backyard joy today. SCROLL▶️▶️
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And I scored a dozen eggs at Publix. #covid_19

Reflecting on life. #covid_19

Reflecting on life.
#covid_19

Sweet baby. And baby’s brother (or sister.)

Sweet baby. And baby’s brother (or sister.)

🐊 Let’s get together Yeah, yeah, yeah. 🐊 S

🐊
Let’s get together
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
🐊
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But let’s do that later.
Back away.
🐊
#socialdistancing #covid_19

Minimal crowds here this morning.

Minimal crowds here this morning.

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