It’s the little things…

I texted some of my friends a photo of a page stamped with my new “Copy” stamp for work this morning.

It said, “I am so excited about my new ‘copy’ stamp! It’s the little things…”

One of my friends commented “Cool! It is the little things. That’s why I love you.”

Awwww… my heart warmed.

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I know, it’s silly. Put some fun in your day! Use your imagination and create your “it’s the little things” kind of life.

Short & sweet,

Rhonda

(The featured image is from a hiking adventure last summer in Sourdough Canyon, Bozeman, MT.)

The Bird Nest – Waiting for Spring

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This family of birds picked special twigs and streams of bark to construct this nest in the tree behind my house, and its only about 4 feet from the ground. I’ve peeked at new cats walking on the fence-tops in the neighborhood this winter, so I’m hoping that this treasured home will survive.

Enjoy your day…

Rhonda

The Birth of Waterfall ** Nature**Life**

Here’s a fun short story… 🙂

The Birth of a Waterfall

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(Picture: Palisade Falls, Hyalite Canyon, Gallatin County, Montana)

A waterfall is normally a branch of a river, lake or stream that over time has eroded the land and rocks, creating a formation of cascading water. Brave trickles of water venture away from their secure home within the main flow and they seek a new life. The earth provides a trail as the liquid seeps in between stones, small boulders, branches, roots, and soil; nature guides it along a path.

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The trail winds and twists like a snake, but the family of droplets does not give up. Obstacles present themselves throughout the journey, often separating the group, many stragglers are rejoined farther down the path. The leaders are the first to topple off of steep embankments as they approach their destiny. They feel an exhilaration of freedom, anticipation… and venturing into the unknown.

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By now the clique has grown into a full-fledged pulse of water and the momentum plunges them over the steep, rocky and earthy edge. We see the cascade of liquid phenomenon tumbling down and splashing into a pool of water, only to watch them continue their travels riding within the sea of their companions… onward to an unknown destination… encouraging genesis… and life.

Thank you for joining me today and reading my post. If you like it… you know what to do!

Have a fabulous week!! 🙂
Rhonda

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A Shoebox House – Online Dating: Embracing Life – Intro Part I of II

I am sharing from my rough draft of my book “A Shoebox House”. This is the first part of the introduction….

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Embracing Life (1 of 2):

“The old two-lane asphalt and dirt roads were well used; agriculture in the surrounding fields was at its peak, and the unblocked mountainous views were phenomenal. I was fortunate to have been raised in a small town in Montana where community was of the essence. As teenagers, we knew all the places we could go hide from our parents, mostly in the forested or private areas; Hyalite Canyon, the Rain Forest, Blueberry Hill, and the Madison River – to name a few. I relied on nature to revive me. The scents of the earth and pine trees were irresistible, and the sound of the rushing rivers and babbling brooks gave me a sense of tranquility.

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(Sunrise outside of Bozeman)

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I was single, loving life, and embracing it as though there were no tomorrow. I spent most of my free time surrounded by close girlfriends; giggling and throwing parties that included cocktails, murder mystery weekends and anything we could think of to join together in merriment. Mimosa and exquisitely prepared appetizers were often on the menu, we were caught up in making a treasure box of cherished memories.

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(Hiking: Sourdough Canyon, Gallatin County)

Bozeman is a small city in Montana that sprouted into somewhat of a social and cultural web over the past few years. The locals joked about living in “BozeAngeles”, with the hustle-bustle crowds accumulating every month, and the construction was non-stop. Fancy motels, lavish condos, conventional businesses, and a multitude of houses and recreational parks were rising up on every corner.

It created an air of prosperity, metropolis, and technology. Bozeman was changing at a rapid pace.”

Embracing Life Part II (to be continued)

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Peace,
Rhonda