I spent last night here by Lake Isabella. Isn’t she pretty? It was a rocky night. The wind blew strong all night long and rocked me to sleep. I am not a fan of the wind so I practiced listening to it instead of being annoyed. It was a chorus of voices, the cheer of a crowd, the deep rumble of a train.
This morning is beautiful. Today I will practice just being here.
Namaste.
Planting Along The Verge 
you teach me so much.
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Ms. Yo, you are a goddess traveling in your tiny palace.
I am so glad you are there. I am so glad you are here.
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How no one ever noticed the blue mountains until The Impressionists painted them that way. I see you blue sky and your blue mountains laughing up and down their sides.
Love
Rebecca
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That's intensely beautiful. I'm sort of mad that you didn't stop by and pick me up.
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Funny how we have to practice just being but I do believe it is a learning experience that we yearn for…
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Beautiful lake… the thing I like about the California lakes is the color. The grasses and surrounding blush tan colors then the BLUE … so pretty
Well… you touched the whale and now the wind…
as we said in the 60's … living in the 'now' is where it's at…
We were soooo deep.. lol
BUT it's true. just flat out be…
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Angella, there is so much to learn! Life never stops teaching us. Thank you for following my journey.
xxoo
Ms Moon, I'm so glad YOU are here!
xxoo
Rebecca,
This landscape is such a surprise to me. I'm soaking in it.
love to you!
Elizabeth, You know I would have knocked on your door if I was down your way or passing through!
xxoo
Sheryl, Isn't that crazy? We have forgotten to do the simple stuff.
Thanks so much for your book suggestion! I read it and love it.
xxoo
Carolyn, I am only now exploring Ca after so many years of living here. Better now than never.
xxoo
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We had wind last night too but I only heard it through the walls and roof so I couldn't catch the voices.
That scene is beautiful
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