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Nothing can beat the smell of dew and flowers and the odor that comes out of the earth when the sun goes down. ~Ethel Waters • • • #mayday2017 #nature_restores #natureheals #raindrops #dew #thisremarkablelife #commoneverydayblessings #elevatetheeveryday #
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You can start late, look different, be uncertain, and still succeed. ~Misty Copeland #begin #startwhereyouare #thisremarkablelife #createexplore #createeveryday
Melody~s:
~~~ Morning Coffee Two Hundred Thirty-Eight he: morning sweets. what'cha doin? she: watching the magic rain green-up everything #morningcoffee #thedaysfirstcup #withheandshe #story #green #springtime #magicrain #mymugshot
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Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
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We savor these moments, when we are conscious of love's presence, these holy moments of gratitude. And that is grace. ~Anne Lamott
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Sunday's Easter egg hunt on the farm with naturally dyed eggs. #ᴇᴀsᴛᴇʀᴇɢɢs #ᴇᴀsᴛᴇʀsᴜɴᴅᴀʏ
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I am not what happened to me; I am what I choose to become ~~Carl Jung
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Take chances, make mistakes. That's how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave. ~Mary Tyler Moore
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evening in the greenhouse
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the poetry of earth is never dead ~John Keats
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Thanks, honey, but I'm good washing the dinner dishes...here in front of the kitchen sink window...which looks to heaven...
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...seems lifetimes ago that I couldn't understand what I've come to know. Control, certainty and clarity of the path are not attainable. I must flow. Trust. I am now content to simply see the light. #thesummermiracle #thehereco #light
Melody~s:
Morning Coffee Two Hundred Twelve she: hun, what time are you leaving for work this morning? he: 6:15 she: (sigh) is it okay if i totally lose my sh*t today? he: yes...at 6:16.
Melody~s:
...in the wee hours of morning a new miracle will arrive on earth one month early. His name shall be Luke. We welcome your prayers, good thoughts and love for he and mommy.
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The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes. ~Rumi
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I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. ~e. e. cummings
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You always have a choice...this is currently mine. #forgetchores #beherenow #ourlittlefarm #onthescreenedporch
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You need to let the little things that would ordinarily bore you suddenly thrill you. ~Andy Warhol
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I need a silent true-way to admire. Like you as a sunset, and I as a wildfire. And I can let the day go...
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Morning Coffee Two Hundred Eleven he: happy Sunday morning. what's up? she: i am trying to figure out how to eat this morning light for breakfast.
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Morning Coffee Two Hundred Ten she: i love beginning my day with you. he: me too, you, sweetheart. she: no matter how long we talk, it always seems too short.
Melody~s:
Tagged by @vanessa.snow for #widn and at that time pretty certain I was watering my flower garden. Wonder what @lolafalola @yellowhousedays and @greenmountainmomma are doing? #hydrangea #flower #garden #elevatetheeveryday #xoffering #ourlittlefarm #ourcol
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I sit on clouds and obsess with angels when I should be obsessing on the fact I can fly. ~Atticus
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Morning Coffee Two Hundred Nine (both watching through a kitchen window) he: did you see that?! she: yes! he: i have never seen a hawk soar and then nose dive straight down like that. she: coffee at our farmhouse sure is magical.
Melody~s:
How we walk with the broken speaks louder than how we sit with the great. ~Bill Bennot
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2:45am at our house and the nearest thing to sleep at this sleepover I s the three year old coloring Thomas the Tank Engine and the five year old reading...each on their Kindle...both talking energetically....loudly. #lifeisgood
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give every day the chance to become the most beautiful day of your life ~Mark Twain
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I am so small I can barely be seen. How can this great love be inside me? -rumi
Melody~s:
A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for
Melody~s:
We love: that's why life is full of so many wonderful gifts. ~rumi #ourlittlefarm #ourcollective #ourcollectiveawakening #shuttersisters #thecameramen #thisremarkablelife
