Standing out at the lake this morning,
 I found myself thinking about all the displaced people in Texas and Louisiana.
I became absorbed in the thought that all of us need a place that is a safe home.
Birds need safe homes too … such as this ancient grand hardwood standing tall on the shoreline.
My prayers and meditations are that the people, animals, birds, plants and trees in Texas and Louisiana recover soon.

Some days there is nothing like black and white photography to show details.
Unknown 4 year-old-bald eagle.  Oh, so, self-assured.
A pair of ospreys.  The female is the upper bird.  Note her bigger bulk.
 As in all raptors, the girls are bigger.
A glare that would be worthy of a bald eagle.
The eastern kingbird certainly seemed to be issuing an edict about whose territory I was on.
Male osprey taking home a fish for his chicks who are close to fledging. 

I made this photograph.
Without any concerns that my action was wrong and I could be jailed.
Without any fears that this statement would be seen as subversive.
Without having to apologize because I love Old Glory and the reasons for its existence.
Some in this beloved country of mine have yet to be able to fully exercise this way of living.
May the coming year bring peace, stability, loving kindness and an awareness: 
democracy is not simply a word to be bantered about
but is the living Truth of the United States of America.
All of us have the Right and Responsibility to practice the Gift of Democracy.
My prayer this Independence Day: 
may I share this democratic gift without any hesitations in my giving.
peace and grace, doc ellen

oh, sometimes, I get such a different point of view…..
such as this great blue heron flying directly over my friend and I
and sometimes,
black and white photos are the best for displaying life’s variety

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moon oft reminds
mystery sublime
mother for very first time
father full of Abba’s duty

star rising east
pales moon mist clouded
heavens foretell life shrouded
my heart weeps for their unseen loss

Bethlehem hills
as donkey nears gate
careful of rider’s slight weight
seem to call tired trio home

tis birthing eve
journey now distilled
parents’ vows will be fulfilled
manger and promised birth await

Christmas Blessings to you this night and all through the year