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As I get older, each day becomes special, whether I’m playing with grandkids or speaking with my wife and my sons. I cherish each moment of the journey.
Bird Droppings October 27, 2025 As I get older, each day becomes special, whether I’m playing with grandkids or speaking with my wife and my sons. I cherish each moment of the journey. My mother’s spirit passed on several years ago. My father was several years before her. She went to sleep and moved on…
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Should we be kissing frogs on a chilly, wet morning granted it could be a poison arrow dart frog and regardless it is still hard.
Bird Droppings October 18, 2025Should we be kissing frogs on a chilly, wet morning granted it could be a poison arrow dart frog and regardless it is still hard. It was on the chilly side and wet here in northeast Georgia, with nighttime temperatures hanging in the low sixties. However, a rumor of a nice…
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Who would have thought of a buffalo snort in the dark?
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Teaching today is tying a knot with only one hand.
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Perhaps I had a vision walking in the moonlight.
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Taking small steps is a key component of patience
Bird Droppings September 30, 2025 Taking small steps is a key component of patience “Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow How many times are we told “take your time”? So often in life, we are anxious to get the job finished or…
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Listening to a five-note flute and thinking about friends and the word normal
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Solitude is within one’s soul and heart.
Bird Droppings September 16, 2025 Solitude is within one’s soul and heart. On most mornings, I venture out to take photos of the sunrise animals I encounter and old buildings I find along the way. I write about synchronicity daily and often comment on the events in my life that are synchronous. This morning, my…
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Just an observation, or am I seeing something totally different than you
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Bird Droppings September 7, 2025An epiphany of sorts on a moonlit September morning I spent the better part of yesterday avoiding any direction, so intent on the moment I was missing cues to the past and future. It was five years ago that our neighborhood changed. On top of everything, I was worn out from…
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The daily meanderings of a teacher 