Like these changing leaves, aging is a season of changes.
Changing
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Simple Clouds
This is along Spring Creek Trail taken on my ride this morning. Just behind these trees is a 8 story Hilton Hotel as well as scattered student housing for Colorado State University and a few residential homes. This part of the bicycle path is in an open area which I hope they keep that way. You can also see some of the colors changing, otherwise we are still green. This scene caught my interest because of the simple cloud against that blue sky and the trees. May you have a wonderful weekend!
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A Pair of Busy Bees
As Thoreau so well knew, and so painstakingly tried to show us, what a man most needs is not a knowledge of how to get more, but a knowledge of the most he can do without, and of how to get along without it.
Wendell BerryI am learning that and how to simplify! I just don’t need all the stuff I have.
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The morning’s blue sky and clouds
Spring Creek I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing—that the light is everything — that it is more than the sum of each flawed blossom rising and fading. And I do.
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I’m home
A grove of aspen trees at the Drala Mountain Center I got home at 2pm yesterday from the Mary Oliver retreat. It was a beautiful place to be this time of the year. The participants were beautiful people too. The quiet was just what I needed. The poetry was just what I needed. The food was just what I needed. It was all just what I needed. Even the good samaritan. I say that because my car broke down on my way up there about 7-9 miles from Drala Mountain Center. Some good Samaritan picked up Susan and I and took us to the center. On Saturday morning, I called and had a tow truck tow it into Dellenbach Subaru in Fort Collins. They will look at it today or tomorrow. It did not deter from the retreat. So my only transportation for the next few days is my red steed. Heck, maybe I’ll live the rest of my life without a car!
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It’s the clouds
Predawn light at Pineridge Natural Area this morning The truest statement in the world is “you never know.” There is always something to evoke wonder, to wonder about, because this world, this life, this universe, this reality is far more than just the sum of its parts. Even the slightest detail contains much more. The overwhelming awe and wonder we feel teaches us more than we can ever glean or come to know of things. In the presence of that wonder, the head has no answers and the heart has no questions.
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Unplugging
Love for the earth and love for you are having such long conversations in my heart.
Mary Oliver, Thirst
Sunset over Hiawatha Lake in the Red Feather Lakes I am going to be away this weekend from Friday thru Sunday at the Drala Mountain Center for a retreat entitled Mary Oliver’s Poetry: A Doorway to Connection with Nature and the Divine. My friend Greg is putting on the retreat so I decided to go. I will not have cellular and I am not taking my laptop. I’m stepping through the doorway and unplugging for the weekend.
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The morning’s sky
“… we think that accomplishing things will complete us, when it is experiencing life that will.”
Mark NepoNature put on another show this morning by painting the eastern sky with its palate of colors: orange, gold, pink and purple. She also placed a full moon over the mountains in the west. It seemed that no matter which direction I faced, I was experiencing life to its fullest. I then met friends for coffee and conversation to complete the morning. I hope you are enjoying your Sunday!
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The Twilight Time of Life
Turquoise Lake near Leadville, Colorado – 2006 motorcycle tirp The day’s farewell is expressed in twilight, in the magic of color and beauty. The twilight makes the night welcome. It is as if the beautiful colors of twilight slip into the night and make the night habitable and bearable, a place where there is hidden light. Similarly, in old age, the twilight time of life, many of the unnoticed treasures of your life can now become available and visible to you. Often it is only with the twilight perception that you can really glimpse the mysteries of your soul. When the neon light of analysis grasps at the soul, the soul rushes to conceal and hide itself. Twilight perception can be a threshold to invite the shy soul to come closer to you in order to glimpse its beautiful lineaments of longing and possibility.
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Seeing Things in New Ways
“Most of us lead far more meaningful lives than we know.
Rachel Naomi Remen
Often finding meaning is not about doing things differently;
it is about seeing familiar things in new ways.”
I stepped out into the street to grab this image of a familiar scene while waiting outside Mugs coffee shop on Laurel.
No one got hurt!
