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If I ever come this way again,
I hope you will be my friend,
for I want the World to know,
I love you much and I'll go
another place; a distant shore,
to a place never seen before.

You were right,
I was wrong,
So I decided
To write this song;
All of the words
Stuck in my head,
Makes me wonder,
And in its stead,
I have to decide,
Which way to go,
Or if I'll ride,
To the outdoor show,
For I will sing,
The whole night through,
If you let me see
The other side of you.

Of all the wonderful times to experience Olympic National Park, winter is one of the best. The stormy, rainy, and snowy climate within the park creates dramatic and moody environments to explore and photography — all while keeping the crowds away. However, it is important to know what to expect from winter conditions if you want to make the most out of your trip to Olympic National Park in winter....... more

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

The surface of this planet looks a little like Mars. It's really planet Earth though. In a digitally stitched little planet projection, the 360 degree mosaic was captured near San Pedro in the Chilean Atacama desert. Telescopes in domes on the horizon are taking advantage of the arid region's famously dark, clear nights. Taken in early December, a magnificent Milky Way arcs above the horizon for almost 180 degrees around the little planet with Orion prominent in the southern sky. A familiar constellation upside down for northern hemisphere skygazers, Orion shares that southern December night almost opposite the Large and Small Magellanic clouds. But the Red Planet itself is the brightest yellowish celestial beacon in this little planet sky. Please take a short survey in aesthetics & astronomy: Sonification

Photo by Robert Barsa

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May all your ills tomorrow
Be cured by the rising Sun.
May all your bad deeds be forgiven
And all your work be done,
For here's to a new beginning,
With no worry; just have some fun.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

You can spot Mars in the evening sky tonight. Now home to the Perseverance rover, the Red Planet is presently wandering through the constellation Taurus, close on the sky to the Seven Sisters or Pleiades star cluster. In fact this deep, widefield view of the region captures Mars near its closest conjunction to the Pleiades on March 3. Below center, Mars is the bright yellowish celestial beacon only about 3 degrees from the pretty blue star cluster. Competing with Mars in color and brightness, Aldebaran is the alpha star of Taurus. The red giant star is toward the lower left edge of the frame, a foreground star along the line-of-sight to the more distant Hyades star cluster. Otherwise too faint for your eye to see, the dark, dusty nebulae lie along the edge of the massive Perseus molecular cloud, with the striking reddish glow of NGC 1499, the California Nebula, at the upper right. Please take a short survey in aesthetics & astronomy: Sonification

Photo by Petr Horalek

From the depths of your Soul,
where love will root with emotion,
springing forth, when nurtured by
the good feeling which arise
by close association to others.
Familiarity may breed contempt,
if not tempered by understanding
of how the meshing of racial
differences, blends the personalities
of tribal customs. We do this
every day, through out our lives,
as we work; as we play.

I think it is time
to write, as before,
using all the lost words,
by my feet, on the floor.
Adjectives and verbs
with metaphors galore,
lay in shambled baskets,
against the room's exit door.

Walking on the beach
after a Winter storm,
brings a salty crispness,
to each breath you take.
A strong wind is blowing
as sand and spray combine,
to wet the exposed areas,
while reshaping the dunes again.
Walk against the wind
on the first leg you stroll;
when you return with
the wind at your back,
it will almost be warm.

I love you so,
it must be time
for us to flee,
away from the pain
of agony's wretched past,
towards a life
of memories gone,
from this empty vessel.
The shell will be
gone one day,
no longer to see
or feel our love.
If it goes away
to vanish,
as if fate
has taken you,
so far away.
I love you so.