amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
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
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
But you have never found a cloud sufficient to express the sky (160/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
62/365 damn hell sneaking a shot during a dinner party in my bathroom!
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Jeffy (159/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
I think dogs are the most amazing creatures; they give unconditional love. For me they are the role model for being alive (158/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
61/365 And she borrowed a (50mm f/1.4) lens for the weekend
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
right after the praying mantis cocoon hatched
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
zeke on a pizza box
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
64/365 You will never come up against a greater adversary than your own potential, my young friend
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
You will turn over many a futile new leaf till you learn we must all write on scratched-out pages (162/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
as requested: baby praying mantises, just out of the cocoon!
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
roasted new potatoes & asparagus
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them (163/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
65/365 Who has not sat, afraid, before his own heart's curtain?
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Integrate what you believe in every single area of your life...Don’t let your special character and values, the secret that you know and no one else does, the truth – dont let that get swallowed up by the great chewing complacency.
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive (164/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on its face / And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space / Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
67/365 Relics from another life
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea (165/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
We don’t remember the dream, but the dream remembers us
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
take these broken wings & learn to fly
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
The Downer Party
