Beautiful Sunday, Sublimely So

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The sun and shine cometh to my day and of sunshine and daydreams, that is where the story begins and ends.Shine on, shine on.

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass ~ Rupert Brooke

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Living near a body of water, the ducks and geese start making a racket hours before the sun wants to rise. I have to wonder what they are doing while it is still dark? Just like me, when I am outside camping for the night; chatting, washing up,discussing the upcoming travel plans, checking the kids, trying to figure out breakfast and where we should go for it, maybe taking a moment with my mate. The usual.

Eventually, they get the kids up and about, eagerly wandering about, excited to get their day going.

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No real direction to go, with no destination in mind. I follow the path, letting it lead me down a path of discovery. I have a strong desire to make the most of my day, because it is so beautiful, these moments should not be wasted. Each person I pass smiles and waves, kindred spirits, enjoying the morning before the rest of the world is up. Life is good and our connections cross over and over, almost making us more than ships that pass in the day. They have become a small part of my life, because passerbyers just isn't poetic enough for me. I will pass on the waving and speak to them next time.Too long we smile and wave.

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Snappy little fellow, crossing my path. I look at him and chastise him in my brain. Snapping turtles will eat little ducklings, one of the reasons that one of the Canadian Geese families have on gosling left. Ducks will eat a small turtle, although I see very few of them yet. A big snapping turtle like this one will eat ducks. He was over two feet long, from head to tail.

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I can see smoke from a fire in the distance and I continue through the forest, knowing I will come out on the side of the battlefield. Sometimes, the smell of battle is so overpowering, I cannot walk it. Other days,like today, the sense of peace washes over me and I continue on the path that will lead me there.

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A small group of Civil War Reenactores were going through the morning routine, having set up camp on the battlefield, sleeping there the night before.I had not heard that this would be going on. It was over 90 degrees (32 C) and I am sure they were carrying around a lot of sweat with those wool uniforms.

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I would like to take a moment to thank both Ace ace108@ace108 for hosting the #BeautifulSunday tag and keeping great stats, and, c0ff33a@c0ff33a for #sublimesunday, where any random post will do. I love my c0ffeea@c0ffeea and he likes eclectic, a match made in heaven.

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I liked the old timey feel of this photo in sepia. You cannot really tell what year it was taken, can you? Don't worry, I can never find a photo where sepia works. This was a no brainer. I should have added a little more noise to make it realistic.

Overlooking the battlefield, the cannon still stands.

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Just like always, a flower. Always, to color my world. #alwaysaflower

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All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.

It’s my way. I walk out to the deep end of the page and dive right in.

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The longing in my soul, for what, I know not. But, it is there tonight. Perhaps tomorrow, it will be not. Until then, this is The End.



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