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“I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.” Martin Luther King Jr.
Took this image on Monday morning at campus. Love how nature trimmed the edges of this leaf. Caught my eye immediately. I’m posting this at midnight so by the time you read this it could be raining or snowing here, again.
I had someone thank me on Veterans Day for my time in the military. It rubbed me wrong. Took me a few days to understand some of what I felt. I had been raised to believe the purpose of the military was defend this country, that Vietnam was a security threat, so I joined the military in October of 1968 with all intents to go to Vietnam. Train me how to use this M16 and I’ll use it. Thankfully I did not make it to Vietnam. I have since come to believe how this conflict was not a war to defend our country. I’ve also come to believe that there are no victors in war, all are losers. Seems we send way too many young people into combat for reasons beside defence of our country. Yes, I’ll stick with love.
Clear cloudless blue skies today. A beautiful Colorado fall day. Noticed these shadows on campus as I returned from Mugs coffeehouse and felt a desire to share them. I’m off to help a friend move a few things today. Hoping today brings wonderful surprises and gifts your way.
A wintery good morning from Colorado. Yesterday Colorado State University had their homecoming football game with clear blue skies, bright sunshine and 61 degrees at kickoff. Clouds began to move in from the northwest and the temperature started dropping by the beginning of the fourth quarter. I noticed a few fans walking home from the game in shorts and t-shirts, paying the price of not layering.
This morning at 6:30 we were at 23 degrees with 3-5 inches of snow, much needed moisture. Under the snow was a layer of ice from the rain we received before turning to snow. This is Colorado and one of the things I enjoy about living here. After my quiet prayer and meditation I made a visit to Rowland Moore Park for a few wintery scenes. This is one of them. Have a super Sunday!
Walking to the coffee shop I needed to take this image as it depicts the end of the summer and the beginning of fall. The seasons are a changing. Been thinking about planting, or I guess they call it spreading, of some wildflower seeds along the boundary between the ponds and the lawn at my condos. It seems to be a simple enough procedure adding some flowers to brighten up the area around my condo. I’ll let you know.
“When the seasons shift, even the subtle beginning, the scent of a promised change, I feel something stir inside me. Hopefulness? Gratitude? Openness? Whatever it is, it’s welcome.” Kristin Armstrong
