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I don’t know. But I feel that there are people I love waiting there – people and animals. And there were people waiting for all of those who arrived so suddenly yesterday. I imagine that when I get there, I’ll see something like this. Peaceful. Beautiful. Tranquil.

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Somewhere over the sea.

Quote of the day: “As the rose-tree is composed of the sweetest flowers and the sharpest thorns, as the heavens are sometimes overcast—alternately tempestuous and serene—so is the life of man intermingled with hopes and fears, with joys and sorrows, with pleasure and pain.” — Edmund Burke

Daily gratitudes:
The concept of Bolivia
The man listening very intently to the pillar on the corner of 15th and Wynkoop
A little girl in the dancing waters
That Kelsea is (still) on her way home
How beautiful my cousin looks

I’m back and I had an awesome time, and you will all get to see and hear all about it! Here’s a taste..

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Over the Bahamas.

Quote of the day: “Love is like..waves.. you ride one in to the beach, and it’s the most amazing thing you’ve ever felt. but at some point the water goes back out, it has to. and maybe you’re lucky–maybe you’re both too busy to do anything drastic. maybe you’re good as friends, so you stay. and then something happens–maybe it’s something as big as a baby, or as small as him unloading the dishwasher–and the wave comes back in again. and it does that, over and over. i just thinksometimes people forget to wait.” — Erica Bauermeister

Daily gratitudes:
That we didn’t quite miss fall
That Mr. Man missed us
Hawks
Butternut squash soup
My shower

Sometimes it seems like there is a window straight into heaven.

anywhere.

Quote of the day: “It was November–the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.”  —  L.M. Montgomery

Daily gratitudes:
Unusual emptiness and silence downtown this morning
The calls of strange birds flying south
The beautiful moon this past week
Water
The apparently-reproducing mass of pillows in my bed

Hay-on-Wye is one of the towns of my dreams, as it is has 1900 residents, at least 30 used bookstores, and a self-proclaimed king.  Spending a summer there would be heavenly.

Hay-on-Wye, Powys, Wales.

Qu0te of the day: “The truth is that there are a lot of people like you, us, with strange thoughts or dispositions or a past and we try to hide it because we’re afraid that it makes us seem different. We think people won’t accept us or it will turn people off, but that’s a mistake.  I found what makes us unique has brought every person I love into my life and the one’s who walk away just don’t belong and we’re better off without them anyway. Be yourself and stick with the people who love what you’re all about and your life will thank you in many ways.”
~Brigitte Nicole

Daily gratitudes:
Hazelnut coffee creamer
My co-worker Jen’s enthusiasm and attitude
Plaques that tell the history of old buildings
I now know that I do not like purple frosting
Plums from a tree instead of the store

Photo title: Paradise Waiting

Tulum, Mexico.

Quote of the day: “The sweetest joy, the wildest woe is love.”  —  Francis Bailey

Daily gratitudes:
Polkadot Volkswagon Beetles
Late spring
Blue sky
When hours fly by
Red Bull

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