There was nary a man-made noise as I listened with delight at streamside to the gently flowing current and various birds. Unseen, passive watchfulness gathered undirected attention. An hour passed…
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Psychological thought
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The afternoon was gray and chilly, with only the saddle-shaped opening to the canyon visible in the hills beyond town. Sitting on plastic and pads, I welcomed the sun as…
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Though it’s little more than a trickle, the little creek at the periphery of town is running again after nearly six months as a stream of stones. Following the months…
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At the end of a rainy, chilly and breezy day, the sky to the west begins to clear. The lightest rain I’ve ever seen begins falling in the slanting sunlight.…
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There’s intermittent sun late in the afternoon with a long view downstream. An hour of passive observation gathers sufficient attention to end all thinking. Without a trace of fear or…
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A Great Blue Heron flies up to a branch from the stream about 30 meters downstream. It’s only visible through the thick foliage for a few seconds, but the sight…
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It’s mid-afternoon, and there’s a break in the latest series of storms off the Pacific. The sun pokes through the heavy clouds and gleams off the swollen creek. Thanks to…
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The beauty and quiet beside the stream at the upper end of the park that runs through town struck me immediately upon taking my seat. Sunlight bathed the water and…