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Monday, November 30, 2009

The End of Autumn

If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It's a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it's time to reflect on what's come before.
Mitchell Burgess
Durand Pond, Freehold New Jersey

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Devour Me

“`You must sit down,' says Love, `and taste my meat.'

So I did sit and eat.

George Herbert
Freehold, NJ

Thursday, November 5, 2009


"Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the
cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh
air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own."
Bertrand Russell
Henry Mercer Castle, Doylestown Pa

Sunday, November 1, 2009


“Love is the only bow of life's dark cloud. It is the Morning and Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance upon the quiet tomb. It is the Mother of Art, inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart, builder of every home, kinder of every fire on every hearth, It was the first dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings of common clay.”
Robert Green Ingersoll