beautiful photo. I've been thinking how lucky we are, what with all that snow and below freezing temps on the east coast. I can handle some rain. And yet, we are having our 5th or 6th day of 70 temps and beautiful sunny skies. It's a weird early spring, which certainly must end, right?
I love those days when it is a little warmer and the birds begin to sing. When we were at our farm in Ontario, that was a reliable sign that winter was losing its grip and spring was sure to follow. Oddly enough, there is a parallel here in the mountains of southeast Arizona. While there are birds singing in the garden all winter long, there is a time when new songs join with the ambient chatter. That happened a couple of days ago. It must signal the first wave of migrants moving into the area. Exciting.
TaraDharma -- In the past few days, I've been noticing how much being in Bellingham can feel like being somewhere on Monterey Bay on an overcast day. Some things appear brighter against the grey. Sounds can be more noticeable. I appreciate seeing through your window to the sunny skies!
Dale -- Hi Dale (-:
Kevin -- It is feeling like March, isn't it?
bev -- I was just thinking about you yesterday, wondering how your winter in Bisbee is going. That is exciting about the arriving birds adding to the winter bird song.
robin andrea -- A funny thing just happened. My sister sent me a DVD of birds and music. Just as I wrote your name, there was a sequence with a red-winged blackbird trilling! Glad you like the photo (-:
The DVD is called So Many Feathers: Bird Watching without Binoculars. I recommend it.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? -- Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)
Welcome to "37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE)".
The photograph currently at the top of my blog was taken from my porch before sunrise on October 29, 2023.
"OLD GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY" (the earliest name for my blog -- http://oldgirlfromthenorthcountry.blogspot.com
) came to life in early December of 2006 so that I could post a 42-year retrospective of my paintings and drawings and through that action, create a new relationship with the day the man I loved returned from Vietnam in December 1970. For a while (sometime after spring of 2008, which is when he died) my blog was "TALKING 37TH DREAM WITH RAINBOW (RUMORS OF PEACE)". For a number of years, it's been "TALKING 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE)." As of April 12, 2017 my blog was titled "37TH DREAM / TALKING 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE/LOOKING UP)". Somewhere along the way it became 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE).
To begin viewing the retrospective with narrative, scroll down to December 8, 2006, on this page:
I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant. -- Martin Luther King, Jr. (1929-1968)
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware. -- Martin Buber (1878-1965)
It is only a little planet, but how beautiful it is.
-- Robinson Jeffers
The true end of a war is the rebirth of life; the right to die peacefully in your own bed. The true end of war is the end of fear; the true end of war is the return of laughter.
-- Alfred Molano
Enjoy every sandwich -- Warren Zevon (1947-2003)
Not in God's wilds will you ever hear the sad moan, "All is vanity." No, we are paid a thousand times for all our toil, and after a single day spent outdoors in their atmosphere of strength and beauty, one could still say, should death come — even without any hope of another life — "Thank you for this most glorious gift!" and pass on.
-- John Muir (1838-1914)
Philip Henslowe: Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster. Hugh Fennyman: So what do we do? Philip Henslowe: Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well. Hugh Fennyman: How? Philip Henslowe: I don't know. It's a mystery.
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beautiful photo. I've been thinking how lucky we are, what with all that snow and below freezing temps on the east coast. I can handle some rain. And yet, we are having our 5th or 6th day of 70 temps and beautiful sunny skies. It's a weird early spring, which certainly must end, right?
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feels like march today with bald eagles over commencement bay. kjm
I love those days when it is a little warmer and the birds begin to sing. When we were at our farm in Ontario, that was a reliable sign that winter was losing its grip and spring was sure to follow. Oddly enough, there is a parallel here in the mountains of southeast Arizona. While there are birds singing in the garden all winter long, there is a time when new songs join with the ambient chatter. That happened a couple of days ago. It must signal the first wave of migrants moving into the area. Exciting.
Beautiful photo. I can almost hear the trill of a red-winged black bird in it.
TaraDharma -- In the past few days, I've been noticing how much being in Bellingham can feel like being somewhere on Monterey Bay on an overcast day. Some things appear brighter against the grey. Sounds can be more noticeable. I appreciate seeing through your window to the sunny skies!
Dale -- Hi Dale (-:
Kevin -- It is feeling like March, isn't it?
bev -- I was just thinking about you yesterday, wondering how your winter in Bisbee is going. That is exciting about the arriving birds adding to the winter bird song.
robin andrea -- A funny thing just happened. My sister sent me a DVD of birds and music. Just as I wrote your name, there was a sequence with a red-winged blackbird trilling! Glad you like the photo (-:
The DVD is called So Many Feathers: Bird Watching without Binoculars. I recommend it.
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