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One

Does the lone tree
feel sad
all by itself in the field?
I think not
as it does not know it is a tree
And that the hills
are the hills
Or the flowers
are the flowers.
In the absence of names
All things are One.

Poem by Sandi Mikuse

This is a photo taken on one of the largest ranches in British Columbia, the Gang Ranch.

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All of my memories from childhood are about the LIGHT, how it glowed softly pink and orange on the horizon as I sat on the front step on a warm, still evening... how golden it was in the early morning as I tiptoed out to the apple tree beneath my bedroom window... how blinding and stark it was on a mid summer's afternoon as the sun hung high overhead. To this day my heart is full to overflowing when I think of the beauty of this planet...this jewel we call "earth". If I can portray even a small fraction of this beauty with my photos, if I can portray even a small fraction of the joy this beauty brings me, I will be pleased. To quote one of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver: "How perfectly and neatly opens...