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looking at the world
Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time. -W.S. Merwin moon gallop in process oil on canvas

Sam Baker
Apr 3, 20211 min read


April Newsletter
April Newsletter what could be wildflowers

Sam Baker
Apr 3, 20211 min read


The Sun By Day
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, love, and so on — have found that none of these finally...

Sam Baker
Mar 25, 20211 min read



Sam Baker
Mar 20, 20210 min read


Everything Depends
Everything depends on the individual human being, regardless of how small a number of like-minded people there is… each person, through...

Sam Baker
Mar 19, 20211 min read


Precious Lives
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and...

Sam Baker
Mar 19, 20211 min read



Sam Baker
Mar 18, 20210 min read



Sam Baker
Mar 16, 20210 min read


Day 356
If you have the words, there's always a chance that you'll find the way. -Seamus Heaney Ghost acrylic on canvas

Sam Baker
Mar 15, 20211 min read


Mid March Newsletter
mid march newsletter

Sam Baker
Mar 14, 20211 min read


Day 355
The trouble is you think you have time. -Gautama Buddha Spring 2021 rattlesnake traveling north north east

Sam Baker
Mar 14, 20211 min read


Day 354
Do not stop thinking of life as an adventure. _Eleanor Roosevelt

Sam Baker
Mar 13, 20211 min read


Day 353
You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. -Eleanor Roosevelt

Sam Baker
Mar 12, 20211 min read


Day 352
Do one thing every day that scares you. -Eleanor Roosevelt

Sam Baker
Mar 11, 20211 min read


Day 351
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed. -Mary Oliver

Sam Baker
Mar 10, 20211 min read


Day 350
something about a tree is always about a dream

Sam Baker
Mar 9, 20211 min read


Day. 349
Maybe the desire to make something beautiful is the piece of God that is inside is each of us. -Mary Oliver

Sam Baker
Mar 8, 20211 min read


Day 348
A platoon of wild turkey pause beneath my feeders. They take the drop spilled there by careless cardinals and indifferent finches black...

Sam Baker
Mar 8, 20211 min read


Day 347
mesquite limbs are loaded with cardinals today females and males perched against a deep blue sky males a bright cad red females a more...

Sam Baker
Mar 6, 20211 min read


Day 346
So I waited, in my corridor. I listened for the sea To call me. I knew that, somewhere outside, the horse Stood saddled, browsing in...

Sam Baker
Mar 5, 20211 min read
also there is some kind of member thing going on that I don't understand. it will get fixed. I don't want a membership thing so please don't sign up. I am not sure what it does. ughh.
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