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Valentine’s Gift
Today’s sunset afterglow was amazing! Totally unexpected, all is dark and cloudy, people almost totally gone, giving up hope for a picturesque sunset. Close to 6pm, I saw a hint of rosy cloud show up, and my hope went up. In less than 5 minutes, the sky was totally burning, with the reflection on the…
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The Snow Moon Is Coming
The Snow Moon is coming, today is the last day of January. Life marks its calendar. On our way out to see the birds, we saw a pair of coyotes running across the road ahead of us in bright daylight, in the marsh area. The Ross Geese are back, singing their winter carol. Something about…
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Deer Herd
It’s late, and I was trying to get my hike done before dark. I carried a walking stick, since it’s in the mountains. The trail was quiet, most of the hikers are done for the day. In the distance, I saw two people, I was actually happy to see some companies, even just passing by.…
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An Early Fall Evening
Walking in the mountains I saw my first tarantula this year, summer is over. It’s like a symbol for the changing season. Tarantulas mate in early fall, so they will come out more this time of the year. This one was staying still, like still in the shock of summer. It was a bit of…
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Every Sunset is Different
Every sunset is different. The sky is different, I’m different. It’s the changing screen of cosmic view; it’s the unstoppable life force. I made a run to the highest open spot yesterday to cheer this spectacular sunset with my heart, echoed by the new rising moon.
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A Moment Like This
There will never be a moment like this: a deer walked out of the woods towards me, carrying the sun behind him, casting a magnificent silhouette of his newly grown antlers, like an angel with wings. “Hello, you are here too!” We said to each other.
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Secret Garden
It’s a quiet early spring afternoon, behind an old house on top of the mountain. Daffodils are in full bloom, an open picnic table under the tree that rarely sees visitors; a rugged fence chewed by time frames this little peace heaven into its own world. Spring is overflowing in the air. Wind is blowing…
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Travel Light, Go Far
It’s that time of the year, the Ross Geese and Sandhill Cranes are flying north again. We always go back to the wetlands and check, make sure they are really gone. We were a little late today, dusk light already painting the landscape into a silhouette. I was feeling disappointed that no birds are left; they…
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Sleeping Mountain
Yesterday I walked in the mountains, right in-between storms, cold and cloudy, not a popular time for hiking. As reward, I got the mountain all to myself. The moment I stepped on the soft ground, a little damp and covered with thick leaves, I could feel the sleeping mountain underneath, deep and calm, the energy building…
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Happy New Year!
The migrating Ross Geese brought the pure Winter up north from the arctic tundra. The celebration of their arrival song melting down the first sunset of 2025. What a beautiful world!