Thursday, Aug. 15, 2019

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In summer, the song sings itself.

— William Carlos Williams

Wednesday, Aug. 14, 2019

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Tell me and I’ll forget. Show me and I’ll remember. Involve me and I’ll understand.

—Confucius

Tuesday, Aug. 13, 2019

August 13, 2019 by  

Be intent upon the perfection of the present day.

— William Law

Monday, Aug. 12, 2019

August 12, 2019 by  

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There are moments in history when brooding tragedy and its dark shadows can be lightened by recalling great moments of the past.

— Indira Gandhi

Friday, Aug. 9, 2019

August 9, 2019 by  

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Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.

— Sam Keen

Thursday, Aug. 8, 2019

August 8, 2019 by  

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The question is always asked by the curious travelers who have crossed the Plains at Interstate speeds, “How can you live here without the mountains, the ocean, the woods?”  But what they are really speaking to is their desire to “get it” right away.  The sublime of this place that we call the prairie is one of patience and looking.  There is no quick fix… If one is to understand the beauty of this place, the old answers just won’t do.

– Keith Jacobshagen

Wednesday, Aug. 7, 2019

August 7, 2019 by  

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Someone’s sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.

— Warren Buffett

Tuesday, Aug. 6, 2019

August 6, 2019 by  

I believe in the immortality of the soul because I have within me immortal longings.

— Helen Keller

Friday, Aug. 2, 2019

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“Dirty hands, iced tea, garden fragrances thick in the air and a blanket of color before me, who could ask for more?”

— Bev Adams

Thursday, Aug. 1, 2019

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The marvelous richness of human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were no limitations to overcome. The hilltop hour would not be half so wonderful if there were no dark valleys to traverse.

— Helen Keller

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