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At high tide fish eat ants; at low tide ants eat fish. Thailand.

URUNGA LIDO JANUARY 2014

foto – URUNGA January 2014

Mud Crabs, Low Tide

I feel a sharpness under the surface like tin-tacks,
having come down to their soft mud among smells
where most would retch. They sift broken bits,
tuck into their mud; the bay has the sound

that could suck a crab-claw clean: a low-tide restaurant.
Like the guileless yachts, or tunes
of light sociable chopsticks: their lilting suck and clink—
but it stops when you move, when the wind changes,

Judith Beveridge

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mud-crabs-low-tide/

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Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present and future. – Gail Lumet Buckley

1 Gold Cst Hols.001 Nana Bell Currumbin 1961

 

foto – nana bell at currumbin wildlife sanctuary in the 1960s

Rainbow Lorikeets

Mark O’Connor.

To feed head-down in an aerial smother of honey and pollen
reassured by a rainbow chatter of siblings
changing tree on impulse
in case python or man is stalking,
reckless till then

http://www.australianpoet.com/poems.html#rainbow

The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

― W.B. Yeats

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“You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don’t want to understand you.”

― Anton Chekhov

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

― Friedrich Nietzsche

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“I think people expect too much from marriage today,’ he said. ‘They expect perfection. Every moment should be bliss. That’s TV or movies. But that is not the human experience.
. . . twenty good minutes here, forty good minutes there, it adds up to something beautiful. The trick is when things aren’t so great, you don’t junk the whole thing. It’s okay to have an argument. It’s okay that the other one nudges you a little, bothers you a little. It’s part of being close to someone.
But the joy you get from that same closeness–when you watch your children, when you wake up and smile at each other–that . . . is a blessing. People forget that.”
― Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith: The Story of a Last Request