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I’m sittin’ up in majestic Pine Bush, NY, sedated by Mama Nature’s blissful hum. The birds ‘n’ butterflies are all doin’ their summertime strut, while the humble breeze casts its cool veil upon my face.
It’s a simple beauty that’s found in natural things that embrace their natural form. It’s a beauty that loves deeply, but resists possession. It’s a beauty that suggests reflection, without scrutiny. It’s a beauty that cannot be made twice.
And finally… It’s what you are quickly becoming – a thoughtful moderation between loving nurturer, and insightful friend.
A fine blend.
By Dave Buschow 7/11/04
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