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Tag: Streams

  • Sanctuary

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    Fred D
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    As a child each summer was spent with my mother, siblings and grandparents at their cabin in Promised Land, PA . . . and indeed it was . . . my childhood sanctuary.  From sunup to sundown I delighted roaming its forests and streams . . . and a virtual little John Muir was born…

  • Dancing Waters

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    Fred D
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    Waterfalls are Nature’s poetry in motion. Their roar of their turbulent flow embraces a quixotic, soothing serenity. Fueled by last night’s thunderstorms, I sat stream-side in eye candy wonder, listening to Creation’s rushing water symphony.  I M blessed . . . May U B 2. Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet…

  • 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”…