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Walking early this morning after sunrise
I feel dew and mist in the air.  It has a cool
spring freshness to it, rather like stepping
out into the waking and relaxing sense of
a gentle April rain shower or a May rain.

A pleasant thing about being near to and
in the Everglades is how close I am to the
best of the real natural life surrounding us.
When the spirits blessed us with the creatures
filling the air and crawling and prowling our

lands and space, they also provided us such
plenty of opportunities to savor the flavors
of the many plants, flowers, bushes, and trees
occupying this earth we are fortunate to live
on.  It is more so when I see such strength

as in the sturdy sunflower which fills the
occasional meadow or forested opening.
This is even more so when I walk as now
into new untracked lands whether forested
or green grass and wild flower filled spaces.



Running Cub, Everglades


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