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I: A scientist is someone who endlessly studies the facts, the "why" and "how".
II: An artist is someone who translates their world for others to experience.
III: Both often experience infinite curiosity.
IV: Sometimes one is both a scientist and an artist.
V: Forever searching out the "why"s, and blending their mind to create something others will understand.
VI: Most just want to be seen and understood, as this artist does.
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IX: May your world be the richer for peering through these strange and intense glasses.
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Poetry: Fleetfoot

This was written about a fawn I once saw, and like every living thing I see, I named that fawn. I named her even though I would probably never again see her, I named her Fleetfoot. Yeah, I like to give descriptive names.






Oh! Little Fleetfoot!
How fast you run!
faster than the autumn breeze
fleeter than the rising sun.

Wilder the the eagle's cries.
Oh! Fleetfoot! How you leap!
Wilderness reflected in your eyes,
You're a treasure it wants to keep.

You are a spirit of the meadow,
a daughter of the forest trees,
and your brown-white dappled coat
the tugging wind does tease.

The deer photos are not of Fleetfoot, they are of a young buck that ventured into the middle of the city and caused quite a stir. 

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