Sadness flies on the wings of the morningand out of the heart of darkness comes the light.
~Jean Giraudoux
A line of black specks
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With the colder weather, flocks of Black Scoters turn up on our coast. They
breed farther north, in Alaska, and the Yukon and, on the other side of the
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Dear Rev. Shawn,
I was looking through the archives of your blog today, and it's wonderful to see how it's evolved. Where before it was simply words on a white background, it's now filled with stories and pictures, and quotes like the one here that express our never ending journey of self discovery, and the magical ability we all have to move toward the light and toward the truth…no matter what.
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