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:heart: Love this.

me too!

Eastern Washington has a few different Sunflower farms. My kids and I took the drive over to see them. The one we stopped at was 300 acres of Sunflowers. Just being amongst them is so energizing and beautiful.

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Hey Sassy, thanks for your reply.....We have a huge field here, the poor farmer that owns it....he is always chasing people away. Some people run in the field for pictures and trample some of the flowers...But its quite beautiful. lm always in awwww when l drive by it.

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"In the face of sorrow, imperfection and the fleetingness of our affections and joys, we ask ourselves ‘why?’.

We need reassurance. We look to art for the proof that life in this world is meaningful and that suffering is not the pointless thing that it so often appears to be, but the necessary part of a larger and redeeming whole."
 
"I want to think and at the same time that's the last thing in the world I want to do."
 
Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around, choose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all your touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be
 
Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around, choose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all your touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

I used to love that whole album.
 
Un giorno dopo l'altro
Il tempo se ne va
Le strade sempre uguali
Le stesse case

Un giorno dopo l'altro
La vita se ne va
Domani sarà un giorno uguale a ieri
 
"Pleasures are of many kinds; but those most dangerous to us come from consumption. When you consume a thing you also destroy it. For a brief moment you are pleased to hold it in your hands, but your pleasure spells its doom. Down goes the hamburger or the glass of wine and in its place there comes the stale feeling of satiety – or, if you have reached the stage of addiction, the slavish craving for more. People have always recognised that, to exalt the pleasures of consumption into the goal of human life is to deprive human life of its goal. Yet the great mistake continues. And there are other pleasures too which, while they do not consume their cause, involve a momentary reward the aftermath of which is either staleness or addiction. The screen in every hotel bedroom tempts the guest to these easy pleasures – easy to feel, hard to escape. And all around us in our society we see the price that people pay for their addictions: a sense that no pleasure is forbidden, but all pleasure is stale."
 
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