Remember When
I have a post on Vision and Verb today about long-term versus new relationships and the power of stories that start with “Remember when…”
Tomorrow I’ll be posted photos showing the transformation from snowy winter to spring?
I have a post on Vision and Verb today about long-term versus new relationships and the power of stories that start with “Remember when…”
Tomorrow I’ll be posted photos showing the transformation from snowy winter to spring?
I’m wondering what December is about, if it has to be about something, which I think it does, as I’m feeling groggy-headed and unbalanced. Like someone stumbling out of a cave into too bright sunlight.
“Nothing prevents happiness like the memory of happiness.” ~ André Gide,L’immoraliste Today was another action packed day. Well, maybe not so much action, but busy anyway. I was out of bread this morning so I baked a loaf and did a load of laundry. Then went to church for two hours. There’s a women’s bible study…
I am over on Vision and Verb today, spouting my warped version of poetry. And as an added bonus here, I thought I’d share the music video I ran across at Terri Windling’s blog the Drawing Board. Very cool artistic work on the video…
The days are a bit longer, but it’s still a challenge to take Java for a walk after work before the sun sets. Tuesday, Java and I did our speed-walk down to the river and caught the sun just over the trees. As I was busy snapping photos, a couple teenage boys walked by. One smiled…
Interesting sermon at church today. The minister knew that people were looking at their watches and praying they’d be home in plenty of time to catch the Viking game against the Cowboys. So his sermon centered around the “home court advantage”. He spoke about what a difference it makes to be in a familiar place…
(My beautiful sister and I) I Gotta Be Me I put one foot out As if to step forward Holding out One treasured Piece of self In cupped hands I pray for Sweet welcome Another feather In my boa The other foot Lifts Stands in transition One more Gift pulled From my basket Another day …