Monday

Glorious Days!



Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. 
 — John Muir

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Sunday

Trees - Before and After


Before the Fog had lifted 


After the Fog had lifted 

Moments are precious; sometimes they linger and other times they're fleeting, and yet so much could be done in them.
 — Cecelia Ahern

Friday

Nature Gets Into Our Souls



Nature gets into our souls 
 and opens doors 
 to hidden parts of ourselves. 
 Pamela Heyda

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Thursday

The Trio


Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone's hand is the beginning of a journey. At other times, it is allowing another to take yours. 
- Vera Nazarian

Wednesday

Monarch Butterfly On the Goldenrod

We are stardust, 
we are golden and we've got to 
get ourselves back to the garden.
 — Joni Mitchell

Tuesday

Such Pretty Ways

Female Goldfinch

The goldfinch has many pretty ways. 
He is one of our most amiable birds. 
- John Burroughs

"She is" in this case :) 

Sunday

They Give Color To My Day

The mere studying of the birds, seeking mere knowledge of them, is not enough. You must live with the birds, so to speak; have daily and seasonal associations with them before they come to mean much to you. Then, as they linger about your house or your camp, or as you see them in your walks, they are a part of your life, and help give tone and color to your day. 
- John Burroughs - Under the Maples

Saturday

On The Goldenrod

How lovely to think that no one need wait a moment. We can start now, start slowly, changing the world. How lovely that everyone, great and small, can make a contribution toward introducing justice straightaway. And you can always, always give something, even if it is only kindness!
—Anne Frank

Friday

Making Friends



Tufted Titmouse
People who have not made friends with the birds do not know how much they miss. 
- John Burroughs - "Birds and Poets"


Thursday

Monarch Butterfly


"...the naturalist finds his pleasures everywhere. Every solitude to him is peopled. Every morning or evening walk yields him a harvest to eye or ear." 
- John Burroughs

Wednesday

In The Leaves


Cedar Waxwing

Do not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world.
 ― John Burroughs


Sunday

Hummingbird On The Approach

The only person you are destined to become 
is the person you decide to be. 
 ― Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Friday

Egret in Flight - Flaps Down!


It had long since come to my attention that people of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. 
They went out and happened to things.
 ― Leonardo da Vinci


Thursday

Painted Lady Butterfly Macro

 It's not because things are difficult that we don't dare; It's because we don't dare that things are difficult. 
 ― Seneca

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Tuesday

Viceroy Wings


Time is free, but it's priceless. 
You can't own it, but you can use it. 
You can't keep it, but you can spend it. 
Once you've lost it you can never get it back.
~ Harvey MacKay

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Monday

A Young One!



Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty 
never grows old.
 — Franz Kafka

Young Northern Cardinal 

Sunday

Thirst Quenching




A Route of Evanescence 
 With a revolving Wheel 
– A Resonance of Emerald 
– A Rush of Cochineal – 
 And every Blossom on the Bush 
 Adjusts its tumbled Head 
– The mail from Tunis, probably,
 An easy Morning’s Ride  
 - Emily Dickinson

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Saturday

The View from Skyline Drive


Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, 
while cares will drop away from you 
like the leaves of Autumn.
 ― John Muir

One of the Amazing Views from Skyline Drive 
Front Royal, Virginia 

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Friday

Wonderful Wings



The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.
 — J.M. Barrie


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Thursday

Hummingbird Happiness



A flash of harmless lightning, 
 A mist of rainbow dyes, 
 The burnished sunbeams brightening 
 From flower to flower he flies. 
- John Banister Tabb


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