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 Look around. Let Nature nurture your Soul. I record images I sense and share them here. |
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NURTURE your NATURE  Nature can nurture our writing, can nurture our soul. What is the language of Nature? And how do we learn it? We look at the natural wonders around us and do not see them, hear, taste nor smell them. They do not touch us anymore than we dare touch them. And then we wonder why we feel so dead. To breathe in and live like a child again opens the Land of Wonderment. It's still there after all these years.   |
| Julie had an aardwolf Julie had an aardwolf (nothing rhymes with aardwolf) she kept it in her big walled garden (aardwolves do not climb). But Aardie tried to dig (he thought he was an aardvark) although he's not a pig (he eats termites all the time). Until one day so lonely (Julie had but one) he tried to find a mate (but searching he found none). So Julie looked around (while Aardie 'wept' and 'sobbed') until she found an aardwolf (willing for the job). Now Julie has a garden (where at night one hears the sound) of termites being feasted on (there's aardwolves all around). © Kåre Enga [177.160] (30.juli.2020) (20 lines, some rhythm, some rhyme) Note: fictional. Aardwolves eat termites (they do not eat carrion or meat), very few zoos keep them. They are two subspecies found in East Africa and South Africa. They are mostly nocturnal. They cluck, bark, roar (when fighting). For:
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