Speechless before
these budding green spring leaves
in blazing sunlight
-Matsuo Basho, Narrow Road to the Interior, translated by Sam Hamill, Shambhala 1991, p. 8
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Random thoughts on the power of words, Buddhist practice, and the changing of the seasons in the Santa Fe River region of North Central Florida
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- The Mind
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- Twig Among Pines
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- somewhere between High Springs and Fort White, Santa Fe River Region, Florida, United States
- A Word Witch has honed her writing skills in various fundraising and public relations jobs, primarily in higher education, and has had some interesting experiences along the way.
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