#5 summer solstice 2014

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I remember when I first discovered the flower of false indigo a few years ago I felt like it was brand new. But once it had entered my field of vision I saw it everywhere. It was as if the seeds had been planted in my imagination when I was a child.

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"Every act of perception is to some degree an act of creation, and every act of memory is to some degree an act of imagination."

--Oliver Sacks, from Musicophilia: Tales of Music and the Brain (Alfred A. Knopf, 2007)

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