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Beauty and Brokenness

The sun streaks red in the sky above the snow-capped mountains.It is beautyWhy am I impressed?Now the rising sun glints off the high rises in

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Songs and Sunsets

It’s not only the words of a song that do it; it’s the way they are sung. It’s not only the colours of the sunset that move us; it’s how they are hung.

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The Scent of God

This morning I stopped to watch a deer who was watching me as I made my way to the hilltop. The doe had such a

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I Remember the Pretty Ones

Nobody is stopped in their tracks, inexplicably compelled to marvel the beauty of a cockle-burr. But a Tiger Lilly? Now that’s a different matter. Naked

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Blackened Knees

A hawk skims the water looking for prey. I find some consolation in seeing the winged hunter come up empty clawed. We are not the

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