Friday, November 20, 2015

Birds of Paradise, Citrus & Pinecones

A  L  O  H  A !
This seagull seems embarrassed.
I have it on good authority
that the "waste" on the dock
is left by otters!
So don't be embarrassed,
sweet gull,
we know it wasn't you!













“I don't even remember
the season. I just 
remember walking
 between them and 
feeling for the
 first time that I
  belonged somewhere.” 
Stephen Chbosky, 
The Perks of Being a Wallflower



















“I have learned that
 if you must leave a place
 that you have lived in
 and loved and where 
all your yesteryears 
are buried deep, 
leave it any way except 
a slow way, leave it 
the fastest way you can. 
Never turn back and 
never believe that an hour
 you remember is a better hour
 because it is dead. Passed years 
seem safe ones, vanquished ones, 
while the future lives
 in a cloud, formidable 
from a distance.” 
Beryl MarkhamWest with the Night


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Well,
this place is beginning to feel 
like home. Pixie is here, after all.

The pelicans, geese, ducks,
and myriad other fowl
whose names are strange to me
are a chief feature of this 
allure.

And driving.
Driving here is a pleasure!
I am remembering the 
enjoyment of driving
an open road,
and wood smoke,
with smells of pine.

Historical accounts I 
have read of this part of
Marin County 
speak of the Tahitian
and Florida,
and Italian citrus
that flourishes here.

Birds of Paradise,
grow under pine trees.

A unique and beneficent
climate indeed;

Sunny today, clear
with gentle coolish breezes.

I could get used to this!
Hope you are loving 
YOUR weekend!
fondly, cloudia


Marin November Reflections

A  L  O  H  A !

“What you see with 
your eyes are transient 
and ephemeral,
What you see 
through your heart 
is everlasting
 and eternal.” 
                  Debasish Mridha



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Thank You!
                                        cloudia