Reflections – Saturday, August 6, 2016

Carol A. Hand

Summer sights on my side of the city

summer sights 1

summer sights 2

summer sights 3

summer sights 4

show the march of time is not always pretty.

Still, life goes on…

summer sights 5

I watch as geese rest…

dandelion seed

Photo: Dandelion Seed (Wikipedia

and a lone dandelion seed floats in gentle breezes

soaring gracefully above highways and rooftops …

dandelion

to land where it pleases.

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About Carol A. Hand

What matters are not the titles I’ve held or university degrees I earned or the size of a house or bank account. It’s really what I’ve learned from ordinary people like me whom I’ve met along the way. They taught me to live with gratitude and give thanks for each new day.
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28 Responses to Reflections – Saturday, August 6, 2016

  1. wolfegeo says:

    There is so much pain, loneliness, poverty, neglect, etc. in the world. If we are fortunate we will be able to see the good, the beauty, and have hope in despite of it. For as you so eloquently said life goes on. Hugs.

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  2. Sha'Tara says:

    Lovely pictorial essay, Carol. Ah, the city, and how nature longs to drag it back into the soil as if it never was. We are fools, to trust “the City” never fully realizing how much of a prison it has become and how easily, by pulling the plug an the grid it can destroy us…

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  3. Sha'Tara says:

    That’s “ON the grid – not “an the grid, sorry.

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  4. Rajagopal says:

    Nice pics and nicer thoughts of yours, Carol. Much as we may wish to hold on to rural pleasantries, we are constrained to accommodate urbanisation and the progress that comes with it. Yet life goes on, bitter-sweetly and tragic-comically.

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  5. Wow, what a great capture of the dandelion seed! 🙂 ❤

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  6. Bernadette says:

    I really like the grittiness of the photo of the dandlion and the accompanying writing.

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  7. Jim Brennan says:

    Beauty exists when our eyes and minds are open.

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  8. Blessed are the dandelions…

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  9. inesephoto says:

    Carol, your poem is so lovely! Time goes on and dandelion seeds land where they please, as they always did.

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  10. Robbie says:

    Hi Carol,
    I stopped by after too many months away:-) Oh how I can relate to this:-)

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  11. smilecalm says:

    your shadow in the line
    of those power poles
    shines with kind,
    bright integrity, Carol 🙂

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  12. Debra says:

    I love seeing photos that document real places without worrying that the chamber of commerce might object. haha. I heard a wise woman say just this weekend: dandelions should be welcomed because they are there for a reason — one of which might be medicine. Someone nearby might need it.

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