When a Facebook friend sent me an electronic bouquet of sunflowers, their cheerful yellow faces ~ even though virtual ~ brought a ray of sunshine into an otherwise dreary day. Thank you, Annette!
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I first noticed this striking yet subtly attractive shrub on Maui’s southeast shore, on the verdant grounds of Palapala Ho’omau Church in Kipahulu, where famed aviator, Charles Lindbergh, who spent his final years near Hana, lies modestly at rest.
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What is your source of perennial joy? Do you have one? What thought, memory, image, or understanding can you rely on, do you trust to rekindle the wonder and magic for life you once felt as a child?
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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one autumnal face.
~ John Donne
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I used to imagine him
coming from his house, like Merlin
strolling with important gestures
through the garden
where everything grows so thickly,
where birds sing, little snakes lie
on the boughs, thinking of nothing
but their own good lives,
where petals float upward,
their colors exploding,
and trees open their moist
pages of thunder -
it has happened every summer for years.
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O Spirit of the Summertime!
Bring back the roses to the dells;
The swallow from her distant clime,
The honey-bee from drowsy cells.
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Escaping the heat of the Santa Cruz Mountains over Independence Day weekend, my husband and I headed north along Highway 1 to Gazos Creek State Beach.
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And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
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For centuries before they were seen in Europe, camellias were cultivated in the gardens of eastern and southern Asia, from the Himalaya east to Korea and Indonesia.
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