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Mandurama


And here is another old house, this time in the small town of Mandurama. I just love the character of these old homes.

I'm glad to have found the time to include some poems again. It is such fun revisting the ones I enjoy and finding new ones to enhance my understanding of the world.

Musing:
Wisdom by Sara Teasdale
"When I have ceased to break my wings
Against the faultiness of things,
And learned that compromises wait
Behind each hardly opened gate,
When I have looked Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,
And taken in exchange -- my youth."

Comments

  1. I had a conversation today with a nurse practitioner about the very subject of this poem. She was very reassuring:: the poem is deliciously relevant.

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  2. The word verification on Burnbrae is not able to load an option, Joan. Just loops ...

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  3. You have a wonderful country eye: such affinity.

    When/if I get the hang of drawing, this gate entry is the sort of thing that I would like to attempt.

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