Sunrise to the East and Moonset to the West on Boca Grande

Finish every day and be done with it.


You have done what you could.  


Some blunders and absurdities no doubt have crept in;  Forget them as soon as you can.

Tomorrow is a new day;  begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense.

This day is all that is good and fair.



It is too dear, with it's hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on yesterdays. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Comments

  1. Wonderful pictures, Karen... and well said!

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  2. i love that poem!! & beautiful photos to go with it!
    x

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  3. Great post...I love the last picture!!

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  4. Oh my-beautiful pics of my favorite place. I;m going to have to pin them!

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  5. What an encouraging poem. I seem to be struggling through winter this year with my feet and such dragging and feeling like I'm not getting the most out of my days. I'm dreaming of tomorrows and green and colors. Warm sunshine and normal weather. Thanks for sharing and thanks for the awesome pictures!! xxoo ~ Pammy

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  6. Beautiful...you always inspire me with your photos! ♥

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  7. Just arrived back from holidays & I'm catching up on all the posts I've missed. Just wanted to wish you a happy New Year Year and all the best for 2012.
    Gorgeous photos - makes me feel like heading off to the beach right now!
    x
    Melissah from Coastal Style

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  8. Thanks for your sweet comment, Karen. Do you know my best anti-stress recipe ever? A trip to Florida! I'm on my way... yeeehaw! On Sunday! But for this time... we stay at the east coast to explore something new. Can't wait...
    xo, Jutta

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  9. Stopping by to wish you a beautiful Sunday! I've posted a photo of a shell I found and need help with the ID. Hope you can stop by soon! Hugs! ♥

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