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The delightful photo used above is by:  D. Sharon Pruitt

Lake Behind the Inn, New Harmony, Indiana

“Art is contemplation.  It is the pleasure of the mind which searches into

nature and which there divines the spirit of which nature herself is animated.”

– Auguste Rodin

Granary Street, New Harmony, Indiana

Dust of Snow by Robert Frost

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Chapel behind the Lake at the Inn

“We shall find peace. We shall hear angels,

we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.”

– Anton Chekhov

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“….Nor was I slow to come among them, when the clouds, from their still skirts,
had shaken down on earth the feathery snow, and all was white….”
from “A Winter Piece,” by William Cullen Bryant (1794 – 1878)

Turquoise Bridge

“A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul.”

– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

 “Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.  Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.  The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.”  – John Muir

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INDIAN SUMMER

Emily Dickinson [1830-1886]

These are the days when birds come back,
A very few, a bird or two,
To take a backward look.

These are the days when skies put on
The old, old sophistries of June, –
A blue and gold mistake.

Oh, fraud that cannot cheat the bee,
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief,

Till ranks of seeds their witness bear,
And softly through the altered air
Hurries a timid leaf!

Oh, sacrament of summer days,
Oh, last communion in the haze,
Permit a child to join,

Thy sacred emblems to partake,
Thy consecrated bread to break,
Taste thine immortal wine!

 

“God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone,

but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars.” 

~Martin Luther

 

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"Featherheart"
was chosen as
the name for
this blog
because when
I remember
to keep my
heart light as
a feather,
life is much
easier.

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Jimmy Margulies
The Record
Jan 7, 2011