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Tag: Fall

  • Retired Routine

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    Fred D
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    Time . . . free and unscheduled from family and career demands . . . is one of retirement’s supreme joys. However, it still requires a modicum of Demanding Responsible Routine (DRR). My ‘challenging’ morning DRR involves a 5-step procedure I’ve thankfully, somehow, managed to quickly master: 1.     Awake to daybreak’s soothing ‘alarms’ of birdsong and…

  • Drizzly Day Wander

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    Fred D
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    Drizzly days disperse sunny day shadows casting the landscape with a muted, impressionist, Monet haze.   Such was mine on a wilderness wander up Castle Mountain today. Other than an unexpected spill crossing  a swamp  . . . resulting in an ‘invigorating’ mud bath . . . it was an tranquil, color splashed antithesis to…

  • Creation Eye Candy

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    Fred D
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    Tundra’s fall color peak is an ephemeral event, lasting but a few days. This year we were blessed to catch this incredible kaleidoscopic explosion of colors at Denali National Park. If a picture is worth a thousand words, here’s 7,000. They scarcely begin to define the vibrant hues of crimson and gold carpeting the vast…

  • Rebirth

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    Fred D
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    Temps reached into the 40s as Mother Nature granted a brief reprieve from winter’s arrival. Snow melt transformed to translucent droplets exhuming a colorful re-birth of leaves carpeting the forest floor . . . reminiscent  of the tears Jesus shed to offer all who claim Him as their own a glorious, forever rebirth. “O death,…

  • Leaf Speak

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    Fred D
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    Winter’s approach has stripped the forest whose fallen leaves display beauty in cryonic death, and silently speak endurance to the ‘naked’ wilderness. “In every change, in every falling leaf there is some pain, some beauty.” – Amit Ray +                             ^    …

  • Soul Therapy

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    Fred D
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    Leaves and temperatures falling in synchrony with winter’s approach . . . invigorating soul therapy for wandering the Last Frontier’s wilderness reaches. “Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.” Here’s a few ‘moments’ that left me breathless today. I M Blessed .…

  • Snow Squalls and Sunshine

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    Fred D
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    A short morning snow squall followed by brilliant sunshine made for an interesting wilderness wander today . . . . Gotta’ love the Last Frontier! 😊 “Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael                                  +          …

  • Life’s Seasons

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    Fred D
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    This after-the-storm picture of Winter invading Fall had me contemplating my mortality. From first to final breath, much like the changing of the seasons, life is a continuum of seasons. The Spring of my life witnessed a carefree childhood morph into an adolescence of uncertainty and tentative teens before yielding to the Summer of adulthood,…

  • Raw – Wild- Rugged – Vast

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    Fred D
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    TCD – Tire Changeover Day – the official first day Alaskans are permitted to mount their winter studded tires on their vehicles . . . perfect timing . . . on the trip home from town along the Matanuska River, cold, blustery winds heralded an impending storm . . . and now it’s sn😊wing! Here’s…

  • Snow and Salmon

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    Fred D
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    Mother Nature sets her own seasonal calendar  . . . snow ushered in the ‘official’ first day of fall here as the last salmon finished spawning in a stream . . . another day blessed to enjoy in the Last Frontier.        “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven”…