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Toward the end of my early morning woodland walk there is a steep climb to a spot overlooking the wending weaving ribbon of water that bisects the woods. It is a perfect spot to take in the glory of the dawn’s chorus.
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Our thoughts lead us on … a wild goose chase?
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That brief moment when two worlds intersect
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Sometimes we get a sidewise glimpse of reality.
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Just a note from a short midwinter stroll.
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Sometimes a walk in the woods is more than just a walk …
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My morning walk is a nagging reminder of the impermanence of all things, of nature’s ceaseless appetite for change.
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September 5th 2023 Astley Park, 0628
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Like mendicant monksBowed over their dana bowls
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The black dog’s return
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