Month: December 2004

  • Off to Cambria on the central California coast (pictured here from last new years).
    See everyone next year! cheers!

    Surely there is grandeur in knowing that in the realm of thought, at least, you are without a chain;
    that you have the right to explore all heights and depth; that there are no walls nor fences, nor prohibited
    places, nor sacred corners in all the vast expanse of thought.
    Robert Green Ingersoll

  • Dusk, is just an illusion, because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are; there cannot be one without the other, yet they cannot exist at the same time. Anonymous

  • IcePik (not numbered) Why IcePiks?

    In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness.
    Mahatma Gandhi

  • IcePik No. 23 (re-post)
    to see more IcePiks please visit Southlenz.com also, visit Virtual Occoquan where I am highlighted this month!

    May your celebration if this season of holidays draw deep from the abundant joy, fierce hopes, and enduring traditions of all our ancestors.

    Actual winter solstice day is on December 21st, but we’re having our annual party this weekend! Happy Winter Solstice!

  • My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:
    Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

    William Shakespeare

  • In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways,
    and they’re still beautiful.
    Alice Walker

  • leaf hieroglyphics?

    We spend most of our time and energy in a kind of horizontal thinking. We move along the surface of things…[but] there are times when we stop. We sit sill. We lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper. James Carroll

  • California Buckeye

    Faith sees a beautiful blossom in a bulb, a lovely garden in a seed, and a giant oak in an acorn.
    William Arthur Ward