Moments

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A brief moment by the lake before the cool breeze pushed back, then the moment was gone.  But, for that moment, an opportunity to commune with the Great Lake, to listen to the song of the waves, to be touched by the fingers of wind as they move through her hair.  How many more of these moments exist for her, for any of us?

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A Meditation on Three Groups

As I was working on an image to print for a commercial presentation, I discovered I had an empty ink cartridge and had to pause that project, which led to me returning to some images that have been on my mind.  This is one of them, three progressively larger clumps of grass growing out of a rocky island on the St. Louis River as it flows through Jay Cooke State Park.

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