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Ice

Ice
This time of year, half-way between the Equator and the North Pole, brooks and rivers turn to a festival of delights as freezing and thawing transforms them into wonders of line, form, and texture. With the longer days and warming light a natural wonder miles long unwinds at our feet, different with every hour that passes.…
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Spirit

Spirit
When I was a boy my father brought me a paperback book he wanted to share. Dad had bought it new in 1944 and he had read and reread it until it was in shreds. So many times that it was tattered and torn, the pages were bent or loose, and the cover was detached from the spine.…
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Manitou

Manitou
As I walked in the mountains I began to notice stones on the trail that had strange patterns in them. Although they appeared to be weathered, I could not imagine what might have created their markings. I wanted to understand if they were naturally occurring or man-made. I felt called to them and began seeking…
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Kiai

As I walk the mountain woods sometimes the trees tell a story from another time and place. You can tell by the size of the trees how old the growth is there. Occasionally there is a patch of old growth that remains intact, undisturbed across the years. There is a different feeling among them than…
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