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Vero Beach sunrise :: Ed Fosgate

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May you experience time the old way As a friend rather than the enemy As a bringer of joy Not a bringer of deadlines May it loop around you and enfold you with possibilities May it embrace you with love.

A Celtic Blessing about Time, by Iain Tweedale Journeying

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Ed Fosgate

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“May my heart hold the earth all the days of my life. And when I am gone to the farther camps, may my name sound on the green hills, and may the cedar smoke that I have breathed drift on the canyon walls and among the branches of living trees. May birds of many colors encircle the soil where my steps have been placed, and may the deer, the lion, and the bear of the mountains be touched by the blessings that have touched me. May I chant the praises of the wild land, and may my spirit range on the wind forever.” ― N. Scott Momaday, Earth Keeper: Reflections on the American Land

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Indian River Lagoon :: Ed Fosgate

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"…We talk Ceaselessly to things that can’t respond Or won’t respond. What are we talking for? We’re talking to coax hope and love from zero. We’re talking so the brain of the geode Will listen like a garden heliotrope And open its quartz flowers. We are talking Because speech is a sun, a kind of making." from “The World” in Bone Fires: New and Selected Poems by Mark Jarman, p. 223 [revmeg]

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Vero Beach Sunrise  ::  [Ed Fosgate]

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BY Mark Jarman from his collection “Epistles”

God said your name today. He said, “Tell me about X.” And everybody had a lie you’d like. The solutions for X were all X + 1. X is charming as a firefly, and know a formula for cold fusion. X’s good will is equal to the radius of earth; the fall of the meteorite, the passage of the gritty asteroid, the comet’s lonely visit: X notes them all. The biological children of X adore their parent almost as much as the many adopted ones, and all of them are making money close to home. X will donate any duplicate organ for a loved one, and X loves everybody: ask for an eye, a kidney, a lung, a lobe of cerebellum.

And so God, boasting to the devil, said, “Consider my servant X.”

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The Econ River from the Barr Street Trailhead this morning. As promised yesterday when I posted a memory of the same area from four years ago. This is the Florida of time before humans. Let's keep it beautiful.

Ed Fosgate

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We must agree on what matters: kissing in public places, bacon sandwiches, disagreement, cutting-edge fashion, literature, generosity, water, a more equitable distribution of the world's resources, movies, music, freedom of thought, beauty, love.

--Salman Rushdie

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This is an edited version of an unusual cloud formation off Pinellas county from a few days ago.

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"Now my whole being breathes the wind that blows through the belfry and my hand is on the door through which I see the heavens. The door swings out upon a vast sea of darkness and of prayer. Will it come like this, the moment of my death? Will You open a door upon the great forest and set my feet upon a ladder under the moon and take me out among the stars?" - Thomas Merton quoted in The Seeker and the Monk: Everyday Conversations with Thomas Merton by Sophfronia Scott, p. 175-176

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stormy sunrise

Stormy sunrise in the Indian River Lagoon, Grant Island Estates. It's a community of a hundred houses you can only reach by boat, halfway between Melbourne and Vero Beach.

Ed Fosgate

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Humid morning./ Last night’s rain becomes Sun-dapple on lawns./ Earthworm on the walk, Doing its slow dance /In honor of the world. - Concerning The Book That Is The Body Of The Beloved, Gregory Orr

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