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“Linguistic ethno-biologists surmise that the fi

“Linguistic ethno-biologists surmise that the first written prayers, prayers that are thousands of years old, match some vocal patterns of birds singing and chirping in contentment. I started crying when I heard that. There is something so beautiful about the thought of the birds of the air teaching us the song of God, something profound about the idea of us singing it back to God in the best way we know how.” ~ Rachel Jones in O Wisdom: Advent Devotions on the Names of Jesus

“But Mary treasured up all these things, ponderi

“But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.” ~ Luke 2:19
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“Amid the hubbub, as the sky crackles with angelic energy and excited shepherds run around telling the good news, Luke leaves us with Mary. She is meditating on “these things.” She has locked them away to treasure them in her heart. She must have been Luke’s eyewitness for the nativity. How else would he have known this if not from her?”
~ Michael Card in Luke: The Gospel of Amazement”

“For nothing will be impossible with God.” ~ L

“For nothing will be impossible with God.” ~ Luke 1:37
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“To become obedient to his call always means becoming a slave to the impossible.” ~ Michael Card
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I am reading through the book of Luke this month—a chapter a day through Christmas Eve. And along with that a chapter a day from Michael Card’s book Luke: The Gospel of Amazement. One thing about the combination of Advent and the pandemic life—there’s less holiday hoopla and more time for quiet contemplation.

Backing off the trail. Critters get the right away

Backing off the trail. Critters get the right away.

Me: [hearing scuffle] Who started it? 🌱 D: Red

Me: [hearing scuffle] Who started it?
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D: Red guy went after white guy.
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Me: They seem fine now.
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Red guy = #moorhen AKA #commongallinule
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White guy = #mudhen AKA #americancoot

Starlings? Blackbirds? Every evening. Thousands of

Starlings? Blackbirds? Every evening. Thousands of them. Flying east to west. To roost in the Loxahatchee? Every morning they fly east to??

Tonight’s walk.

Tonight’s walk.

When you’re just done with 2020. 🌱 (I think t

When you’re just done with 2020.
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(I think this dude is dressed in breeding duds)

The toe owner. (See previous photo.) In out yard.

The toe owner. (See previous photo.) In out yard.

Yesterday’s evening walk.

Yesterday’s evening walk.

Let’s play a game. Name this toe. Or rather name

Let’s play a game. Name this toe. Or rather name the owner.

It’s always a chore to roll out early on a weeke

It’s always a chore to roll out early on a weekend morning. What makes it happen is the anticipation of seeing something new or something old in a new light.

“Let me keep my distance, always, from those / w

“Let me keep my distance, always, from those / who think they have all the answers.
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Let me keep company always with those who say / “Look!” and laugh in astonishment, / and bow their heads.”
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~ Mary Oliver in “Mysteries, Yes”

We’re all out here right now trying to do the be

We’re all out here right now trying to do the best we can, doing life and making hard decisions with no absolute assurance that they are the right ones. But we do the best we can with the information we have at the moment. (Even though some of that is contradicting.)
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We need to be gentle with ourselves and with others and try to creatively make the best of these messy times.

“May I have the courage today / To live the life

“May I have the courage today / To live the life that I would love, / To postpone my dream no longer / But do at last what I came here for / And waste my heart on fear no more.”
~ John O’Donohue in “A Morning Offering”

Just traveling along... singing a gator song...

Just traveling along... singing a gator song...

I don’t know how or why this image caught my eye

I don’t know how or why this image caught my eye this morning. At first I saw a complete circle or an arch, and now if I tilt my head a little, I see a heart.
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I finally made a decision today. I say *I* cuz D pretty much left it up to me. We are booked to fly to Michigan on Wednesday. But last week the state announced some new restrictions as part of a 3-week pause cuz the rona is on the rampage. And then the CDC recommended no travel. But... Thanksgiving. And family. And my dad is 93, and who knows how long he has. For that matter, who knows how long any of us have? And this is a bittersweet time anyway, cuz my mom died 3 days after Thanksgiving 9 years ago. Though it doesn’t seem that long. So being together as a family to eat and carry on (we are talking oven fires and car fires and ER visits and shopping craziness and more) has taken on an even greater importance. We couldn’t go up the first year we were here, but we were there on popsicle sticks. My sister is very creative.
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So anyway, I’ve been pretty much unable to concentrate on anything—scrolling, scrolling to read every travel update and how others were approaching the holiday. I saw videos of crowds in airports. I read stories of those who had gotten lightly ill for a day or two and others who fared way badly. And I juggled between going and being careful as always—but still a concern of somehow adding to the problems, or of carrying illness to family or bringing it back home. Pros and cons. Risks and benefits. Sure, things would probably be just fine. We are careful. It would be a very small gathering, but...
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But today I finally decided to call it off for now. Maybe go after the holidays when the crowds diminish. Cuz we should celebrate thanksgiving and family every day, right? So there’s relief in a decision made—and grief. Cuz any decision carries a little of both. Except this means now I have to cook...
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Also, now I see two hearts in this image.

Yep! Caught in the act! Now I know what happened t

Yep! Caught in the act! Now I know what happened to my hibiscus blossoms!
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Off to the lake with you two!

It’s all about your focus.

It’s all about your focus.

When I’m gone, I hope I’ve left a trail of won

When I’m gone, I hope I’ve left a trail of wonder and beauty... and joy in and love for all creation.

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