My friend Lynn is doing a 10 day writing challenge, while I am on the third day of my “however long it takes” manure scoop-along. Anyone want to join me? I’ll spare you more poop photos, but I finished along the side of the barn and the corner alongside the run-in. And right now…
I follow Mary Carroll Moore’s blog on writing. Her posts have the best insights about writing and the most helpful writing exercises that I have ever encountered. But her recent post called “Acceptance and Rejection – Balance in the Creative Life” not only struck a chord with me as a writer, but with me as…
Hmmm… I’ve listed my losses, now what about gains? The word “gains” itself doesn’t seem quite right. How can divorce bring about anything that could be considered a gain? A list of “Things That Don’t Suck” might be more appropriate, but I’m having trouble with that too. Reaching deep for this one. I can write…
“When written in Chinese the word “crisis” is composed of two characters – one represents danger and the other represents opportunity.” — John F. KennedyThe reality of what my life has become and what it yet will be is a combination of pain and promise.At this time of year, when everyone is busy with family…
“Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” — Helen Keller I started to get down in the dumps again today…
In my job, I work with various departments to help them switch over from our old legacy software to a new software that’s going to be used throughout the company. The group I’m working with currently is Customer Service. I’m looking for gaps between the old system and new system, documenting new processes and designing…
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This is beautiful Maery, I love Emylou…and you’re back!
Beautiful song which touched my heart. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Have a wonderful week!!! :o)
I’m too weepy to listen, so I’ll take your word for it.
Maery Rose, I am a cowgirl & have loved this peace of music by Emmylou. I raised this special Arabian who had been the horse I’d always wanted. We remained companions for 22 yrs, & altho’ I wished for many more, my boy was stricken w/illness and passed 11/09. My heart took months to recover & I will always miss him. All God’s creatures return to Him, so I pray someday he & I will meet again. Today I’m OK & T’ remains forever in my heart. Just thought I’d share.