March 9, 2009
If you follow the path in the snow between the trees up the hill and then into the clouds, it will lead to the sun:
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March 9, 2009
If you follow the path in the snow between the trees up the hill and then into the clouds, it will lead to the sun:
March 5, 2009
The sun in all it’s glory, has chosen to shine today. I am grateful.
March 3, 2009
One of the things I love about living here in Eastport, Maine is the ability to see the stars better at night. With wide open skies and no cities around for miles upon miles, the night skies are something to behold.
March 1, 2009
I wish the sky had looked like this today:
It was grey and stormy instead. More snow on it’s way. I’ve heard it’s been a rough winter here in Eastport this year. I think Mother Nature decided to break me in hard and fast for my first winter here. If I can make it through this one, the other winters here to follow won’t seem so bad.
February 28, 2009
Winter in all it’s glory has stayed too long.
Now it’s time for winter to run along.
I’ve felt enough of the cold, cold air.
I’ve seen enough of the icy and snow.
I’m ready for the spring to blossom.
February 10, 2009
When darkness falls
And the night is still,
I think of the lonely Whippoorwill
Who calls his name out
To the night
Like longing plea to end his plight.
Yet, who’s to say his cry be right
For he alone does know his cry,
What voice he speak
I only can try,
To listen deeply in the still
To know what be the Mighty will.
And yet I long to hear
His mournful plea,
To answer yet the plea
Of mine own heart
When darkness falls
And the night is still
I think of the lonely Whippoorwill.