Nature has been for me, for as long as I can remember, a source of solace, inspiration, adventure and delight: a home, a teacher, a companion. Now I live in a strange, different landscape in coastal California and prepare to begin again. I glean in private moments of wistfulness through the golden fields of acceptance, grace and gratitude. For it is up to us to distinguish between the bitter and the sweet among the memories we glean, gather in, and let go. Weeping may endure for many seasons of our lives, but we can also ask to be
surprised by joy.
~ SBB ~
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