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Last Updated on May 30, 2026

The sweet, earthy smell of the controlled burns today fills the evening air

Then the scent of fresh cut grass overpowers it

Still later the indescribably natural smell rising up from the damp, earth erupting in wildflowers and a million kinds of green life takes over


A cool breeze comes in with the tide,

The warmth of the setting sun peaks out among the clouds

Many different birds sing about the rains coming tomorrow


Delicate flower petals are closing up for bedtime. They are orange, yellow, purple, white and pink

I’ve been watching this oak tree dying so slowly for many years, it feels so intimate


I recall the 2 coyotes who crossed my path at different times last night

They were making a sound fence across the golf course

The chorus of frogs in the swamp kept singing loudly anyway


On Sunday I received a petal blessing

The flowers showered upon me as I embodied sublime emptiness

I never thought this could actually happen


I notice and become curious about some blue lichen on a bay tree

The explosion of poison oak everywhere keeps me on the trail

Gorgeously dangerous, excellent boundaries


The late afternoon sun shines on the underside of a peace eagles wings as they soar

This makes me long to fly away, but I already miss being right here where I am


My heart is full of all this beauty I’ve witnessed in one short hour

I long for it as it’s right in front of me

I feel it slipping away as I behold it

Loving this moment and the next


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