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	<author>
		<name>Suzanne Kimpan</name>
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	<updated>2008-01-14T00:05:07Z</updated>
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				What the trees do
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				Can you imagine? For example, what the trees do not only in lightning storms or the watery dark of a summer's night or under the white nets of winter but now, and now, and now - whenever we're not looking. Surely you can't imagine they don't dance, from the root up, wishing to travel a little, not cramped so much as wanting a better view, or more sun, or just as avidly more shade - surely you can't imagine they just stand there loving every minute of it, the birds or the emptiness, the dark rings of the years slowly and without a sound thickening, and nothing different unless the wind, and then only in its own mood, comes to visit, surely you can't imagine patience, and happiness, like that. Mary Oliver
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		<updated>2008-01-14T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				Gift of the Day
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				It was passed one bird from another, the whole gift of the day.... Pablo Neruda
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		<updated>2008-01-09T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				En Souvenir de Michel
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				Pour Marie-Michèle et Guillaume~*...en pensant constamment à vous. ....."L'amour qu'il nous a tous donné ne pourra jamais être perdu. Il nous a légué l'essentiel. C'était sa richesse, la vraie!" bk
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		</summary>
		<updated>2008-01-04T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				Distant Near
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				'waken glorious. Wild is tame, distant near. Your presence radiates joyful. J.N. Breingan Happy New Year everyone...such a delightful community of creative people. Here's to more of the same and thrown in there somewhere a world living in peace... now wouldn't that be nice...
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		<updated>2008-01-01T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				In Between
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				It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between. Diane Ackerman
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		<updated>2007-12-10T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				Almost off the stem
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				Swinging on delicate hinges the Autumn Leaf Almost off the stem. Jack Kerouac
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		<updated>2007-11-09T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				Structure
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				I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show. Andrew Wyeth
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		<updated>2007-11-07T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				Bare Autumn
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				"Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But as the world, harmoniously confused, Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree" Alexander Pope
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		<updated>2007-11-03T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				For Max
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		<link href="http://suzanne.shutterchance.com/photoblog/109157.htm" />
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				no photographer comment
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		<updated>2007-10-01T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				Blossom
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		<link href="http://suzanne.shutterchance.com/photoblog/107848.htm" />
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				And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to Blossom. Anais Nin
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		<updated>2007-09-27T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				Before the Rain
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				....went for a walk last evening..not a soul in sight... It started to rain just moments after I took this shot with barely enough time to shelter my gear. Hard to believe that I have a few shots taken before this one when the sun blazingly made an appearance...lasted all but a few minutes and then was gone...
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		<updated>2007-08-18T00:00:00Z</updated>
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				All that is gold
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				All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king. Tolkien
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		<updated>2007-08-01T00:00:00Z</updated>
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