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Dusk resolving into night. October 22, 2020.
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The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iā€”
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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Crimson sunsets in Deale, Maryland.
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Even an old cut . . . Often lingers.
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Lingering summer leafscape. September 23, 2020, Maryland.
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ā€œItā€™s as if every morning the world had to create itself all new. Everythingā€™s still to do, the word isnā€™t yet spoken. Itā€™s like standing in front of a whited block that you have to make into a picture. No matter how many times I watch it happen, Iā€™m never sure it will happen next time. I keep thinking Iā€™m looking into our life, and itā€™s as vague and unclear as that.ā€ Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose.
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Lake of the Angels Trail, July 2020
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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Osprey shielding chicks from the intense summer sun. They sit like this for hours periodically taking off to cool their wings on short flights dipping into the water. Dedication.
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If you have never explored the Bay, do yourself a favor and do so. It is an incredibly beautiful and changing environment, and a treasure.
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Published in October 1980, this detailed map depicts a critical American ecosystem located along the eastern seaboard. The Chesapeake Bay exists on a delicate balance between the needs of the natural environment and the industrial world.
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Linden Viburnum along a trail, September, 2020, Maryland.
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ā€œDonā€™t you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you are not taking advantage of it?ā€. ā€•Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises
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Memories of Teton falls.
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Berries for Breakfast: Ā© riverwindphotography, September 2020
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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The real world. Simply follow your path and it will open.
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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A place to return to - Bora Bora (2016).
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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Sailing the Bay. A peaceful easy feeling.
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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Some powerful slide blues for a Sunday evening. Sonny is a treasure.
#blues, #sonnylandreth, #slideblues, #music, #blues
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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We live in a hyper-materialistic age in which any embrace of the spiritual or metaphysical tends toward an individualistic embrace of personal transcendence or, even more common, a rather irrational clinging to tropes and meaningless cliches that masquerade as religious. Science has made great strides in the past two centuries towards a more rational and evidence-based relationship between humanity and reality. However, our appreciation for the progress brought through the scientific method since the dawn of the Enlightenment frequently blinds us to the infancy of true inquiry into the full reality of our world. If i may engage in a cliche-ridden notation, we are only beginning to emerge from the common irrationality of the recent past (putting aside the focused thought of the intellectuals of the ancients and even many subsequent centuries), and our current state of knowledge will appear only as equivalent to ā€˜bleeding through leachesā€™ compared to our future understanding. We have only just begun.
With recognition of that fact, isnā€™t it a bit smug or irrational even for many to assume away any evidence that cannot be measured by our rudimentary tools today? Proof? Simply look at the astounding improvements in computational power of computers compared to the 1990s, and the near future hyper-speed proffered by quantum computing. Can we expect that these mechanical improvements will not reveal new answers and questions? Again, that would be irrational. If we are conscious of our current early progress - and the much more rapid improvements to come - should we so quickly exclude evidence of ā€œthingsā€ or ā€œpowersā€ we cannot now measure.
I simply think we cannot now reject effects from unidentified influences or powers simply because our technology cannot measure them. Into this category I place our relationship with reality and the material world of nature and what we call ā€œGodā€. The connections between the components of the material world, such as plants, animals, and humans, may exist beyond the pure ā€˜materialā€™ realm we can measure today. I certainly sense connections and do not reject them. I believe, though I cannot measure, because of my intuition and experience.
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lifealongtheway Ā· 4 years
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Returning trawler, West River, Maryland, September 6, 2020.
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