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Some people hear voices.. Some see invisible people.. Others have no imagination whatsoever.





The Moon


The full-orbed moon with unchanged ray
Mounts up the eastern sky,
Not doomed to these short nights for aye,
But shining steadily.


She does not wane, but my fortune,
Which her rays do not bless,
My wayward path declineth soon,
But she shines not the less.


And if she faintly glimmers here,
And paled is her light,
Yet always in her proper sphere
She's mistress of the night.


Henry David Thoreau


Tawney Marie, my goddaughter, the most precious thing in my life!

A red-tailed honey bee

At Del Mar California, My First Ocean Sunset