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Zen Lessons from a Vulture

A vulture perched on the roof of my house this morning, its black wings folded against a luminous blue April sky. My first thought was, “Oh, this is a bad omen – someone is going to die!” because that’s the … Continue reading

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April in Austin

Crickets sing out to Geckos clinging white porch walls Wildflower night breeze

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