Morning
Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death. – Arthur Schopenhauer
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Falling Light
Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby… Continue reading
Clouds
Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
A New Day
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities undoubtedly crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day.… Continue reading
Snow Haze Shoreline
The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky–seemed to lead into the heart… Continue reading