“I’ve always felt there is something sacred in a piece of paper that travels the earth from hand to hand, head to head, heart to heart.” ~Robert Michael Pyle, Sky Time in Gray’s River: Living for Keeps in a Forgotten Place
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Meander through a meadow…
Gloriously Green
I long for the countryside. That’s where I get my calm and tranquility – from being able to come and find a spot of green. ~Emilia Clarke
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh. ~Rumi