Mrs. Flinger:
morning fog
Mrs. Flinger:
Just as fog is dispelled by the strength of the sunand is dispelled no other way,preconception is cleared by the strength of realization.
Mrs. Flinger:
Fog is the water breathing in the morning
Mrs. Flinger:
“Every morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most.”― Gautama Buddha
Mrs. Flinger:
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.Buddha
Mrs. Flinger:
In water one sees one's own face; But in wine one beholds the heart of another -French Proverb
Mrs. Flinger:
"Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart." -~Hugh Macmillan, "Rejuvenescence," The Ministry of Nature, 1871
Mrs. Flinger:
Welcome, winter. Your late dawns and chilled breath make me lazy, but I love you nonetheless. ~Terri Guillemets
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June suns, you cannot store them To warm the winter’s cold...~A.E. Housman
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"The gardening season officially begins on January 1st, and ends on December 31."- Marie Huston
Mrs. Flinger:
Naked trees of winter, I am a peeping Tom in January. -Mrs.Flinger
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The Commute
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Sunset in Seattle Winter
Mrs. Flinger:
Like water which can clearly mirror the sky and the trees only so long as its surface is undisturbed, the mind can only reflect the true image of the Self when it is tranquil and wholly relaxed.Indra Devi
Mrs. Flinger:
Tomorrow's Shadow rolled in today
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Seattle Sunset Looming Clouds Of Tomorrow
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Oceans of Sky
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Colorful houses in sunset Seattle
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Rowers are among the dedicated. Ice, water, starbird, pull, release
Mrs. Flinger:
“When you make friends with fear, it can’t rule you.” ― Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith
Mrs. Flinger:
Watercolour Sky - Seattle
Mrs. Flinger:
Pink is the color of bubblegum, cotton candy, and the sky tonight