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Kristi's avatar

This fall when we were racing the clock to get the leaves off the yard to beat an early snow storm, my 3 year old grandson heard the wind in the pines and said, "What's that, Nana?" I told him the trees are talking, and we have to be very quiet to listen. (He normally chatters on non-stop.) He closed his eyes and listened, just for a moment, and a smile spread over his face. It's a good reminder to us all to take time to go outside and just BE. Get out of the confines of the house and just breathe, listen and BE for a moment.

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juliaom@windstream.net's avatar

This message is sorely needed. Our DNA is from our ancient nomadic ancestors. What would they think of us in our little boxes?

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