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Fruit For Thought…
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Fruit For Thought…
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“I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.“
- Edgar Allan Poe
Still Life with (my cat Chet Baker) & fruit
Photo by L.K. Thayer
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Fruit For Thought…
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“And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release – out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?”
fruit quote by Carl Sandburg
Fruit For Thought
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Fruit For Thought…
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“Your life is the fruit of your own doing. You have no one to blame but yourself.”
Joseph Campbell
Photo by L.K. Thayer
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Fruit For Thought…
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Peter O’Toole raised his glass. “I grow old… I grow old… I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I hear the mermaids singing each to each…” He paused for effect and fixed Sam’s (Pekinpah) eyes with his own. “I do not think they will sing to me… or thee.”















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