“I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual.” – Henry David Thoreau
Henry David Thoreau was born on July 12, 1817, in Concord, Massachusetts. He began writing nature poetry in the 1840s, with poet Ralph Waldo Emerson as a mentor and friend. In 1845 he began his famous two-year stay on Walden Pond, which he wrote about in his master work, Walden or Life in the Woods.
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“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.”
Emily Bronte
As “Ellis Bell,” Emily wrote Wuthering Heights (1847)—her only published novel—which garnered wide critical and commercial acclaim. Emily Bronte died in Haworth, Yorkshire, England, on December 19, 1848.
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We’re beginning to get ready for our Thanksgiving celebration. Lots to do for humans and tons of things for a golden dog like me to watch while they do it. The deliciously different smells in the kitchen…the unusual movements…the special serving pieces that make different noises when placed on the table…the real wax candles that smell of spices…the gaiety in the air and the smiles…it’s starting.
Makes my golden mind wonder about those two dogs… an English Mastiff and a Springer Spaniel…that some historians say crossed over the Atlantic in 1620 on The Mayflower and according to journals…attended the first feast shared by the new settlers and the Wampanoag tribe.
So, as we prepare for giving thanks and being grateful, I’m feeling humbled by the sacrifices these people made and the tradition that came as a result of their persistent fortitude. Watch and listen…
Rose hips
Flowers untouched
wild roses yield red pods
winter shows a splashy beauty
Rose hips
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Tiny fast-moving
filched natures leftovers
Feels the winter winds
Inspirational photo by Tara McLaughlin 11/17
One kind word can warm three winter months. ~Japanese Proverb
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The cold weather just arrived and my golden dog-self celebrates every chilly moment we will experience…reminiscing about the winters I have rolled in… I wax-poetic in this moment.
“Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.” ~Victor Hugo
Vic and I are down with “Old Man Winter.” Bring it!
Paws Up!
Leaves fall to the ground
All colors come to their end
So generously
Haiku by PamelaWLucas 11/9/17
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“Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.” Khalil Gibran
Seek and find…leave and return…back and forth…lost then found…
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