Laying in bed, surrounded by a plethora of soft cotton pillows, covered with an eiderdown quilt, that felt like warm scented air, my shoulder began to ache . I had not overworked it, or tweaked it the day before. There was no recent injury to the area. It was remembering, and it was mourning. The … More Jump in the puddles….
“Oh -Be- Joyful” is the name of a mountain trail in Crested Butte, Colorado . Discovering that this was the name straight off made me want to know infinitely more. It beckoned me forward to discover if “ Oh-Be-Joyful” could indeed induce joy for my soul? Daisy Pass Trail for dessert perhaps? If it wasn’t … More “Oh -Be -Joyful”
After the rain, the woods come alive with petals and leaves refreshed, and nurtured. The thunder and morning lightning rejuvenating their zest to grow, and reach towards the sky, yearning for more life, and to experience the warm sun upon themselves.. The scent of earth, and lilac blossoms, wet leaves, and the creek spilling with … More “Goldilocks and the three bears”…take two…
This phrase, “ to infinity and beyond, “ was spoken with the recognizable voice of Tim Allen, who played the character of “Buzz Lightyear,” in the Disney/Pixar cartoon, “Toy Story. “ He was a lovable space man , that had quirky and expressive eyebrows. He believed in himself, and his abilities to fly, and activate … More “To infinity and beyond…”
A view from the rocking chair …,, It’s the scent of summer morning rain.. the sounds of it cascading forward from the great sky above. Rocking in my chair on what I have dubbed, “ The Southern Front Porch.” The birdies are so happy. They are singing with pure delight, taking in this bathing experience. … More A morning escapade…
It happened instaneously. The fear was immobilizing, and it was a good thing, because “frozen by fear” is a thing that can save you . Walking along the dusty country road on a blossoming Spring morning the unexpected was not even on the horizon…yet there she was. Tail…not wagging, in fact poker straight on what … More A Canopy of grace …
It was Mother’s Day weekend, and a chance to just sit with it all. The first one without her .. This is my numerous writings of this blog. It kept failing to upload , very annoying, so here I go again, as I attempt to unravel these last weeks . It’s been a beautiful blur.. … More The twists and turns…
Bending down to tie up my slightly worn Nike running shoes, a walk was the next thing on my “ to do” list . Just put one foot in front of the other, just keep moving. Sitting still will turn into crying, and thinking, so must not sit still. It was Tuesday March 30th. Heavy … More Four Dogs…
You wake up for 82 years, and then 3 days before your 83rd birthday, your name is called, and you pass into the loving arms of Jesus. It is a day unlike any other, because this is your destiny day. The day you “ will meet your maker.” Sitting with you, at your bedside watching … More “It happened one day “
The sun was streaming in the window, and warming up the red and green plaid blanket that was wrapped about her frail legs. It is Wednesday, March 3rd. Spring and buds, and flowers, and Easter are not far off. I held her hands with my gloved one.. The pink nail polish that I had applied … More “Give me eyes to see the beauty”
