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What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. Native American Proverb
Photo taken during a morning at 10:17 AM. Click on the photo to enlarge it.
Another one of the photos I took from the other day.
Another photo from the morning walk.
Now that the weather here has finally warmed up, its good to see green grass, and green on the different plants.
I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds. — Jack Kerouac
Cool sunny day here in Mass. Leaves that were at one time on the trees, are now laying morbid on the ground.