Pardon me if I obsess over this floating bliss of laying flat out face to the sky on the top of the lake. I’m on “Topajo”, or as I now realize in a lightbulb moment, on the top of Lake Joe, the most northern point in Hamer Bay, on the lake. The world goes away … More Reflections of grandeur….
….and there is nobody there to hear it, does it make a sound?“ Whenever something or someone breaks, a weakness or an abrasion, a inner wound was first there festering, and rotting away at the bones of the tree, the inner sanctum, long before the fall into oblivion. The area where the tree breaks leaves … More “If a tree falls in the forest…
Hey… that rhymes… and that makes for a happy face 😄. It’s the little things, like words working together, and dripping off your tongue in a way that amuses you…. that is what a rhyme does for me. The decrepit picnic table has now been moved to the front porch. It’s turned out to be … More Red neck front deck…
From whence they came, I did not know, but they have brightened up my day….and I want to say… thank you. The unexpected box arrived while I was away. Brooke who was checking in on the house asked me if I had ordered anything from Wayfair? I responded with , “not that I can remember?” … More Polka dot pillows…
As with most plans, there arises the unexpected, and from that… the outcome of what you thought would occur…. changes….often times dramatically. The rise and fall of her chest indicated that she is sleeping peacefully. Her mouth hangs ajar, her lips are pink, and the occasional snore creates sound in the otherwise ominously silent room. … More The Care Gift….
From my dreams came the notification of a text message. Is this part of the dream, where am I, who is this, who is beeping me? It feels like a clanging alarm in your head, and yet somehow the brain can incorporate this sound into your dream… how does this happen? The sharp “ ding”… … More Walk..pray…listen….
Distinct early morning chirping, and the determination of one rosy breasted Robin has informed me that the relocation nest was not the desired real estate location for this Mother. She has decided that the bright yellow forsythia wreath which adorns my front porch was a more suitable location. I can’t exactly blame her, it is … More It’s all about the birds….
The architecture of this nest is intricately and wonderfully beautiful. It was located high up on my lights out in front of my house. The owner of this nest had good intentions to be sure. It was carefully sheltered underneath the highest peak of the roof, away from rain, snow, and too much wind, or … More Take a staycation….
The grave did not hold him back.. it could not, there was nothing that could restrain him, no force powerful enough on the earth. He overcame the grave… Jesus did, and because of that, I have hope. Death does not have the final last word.. there is more.. so much more, if you dare to … More Resurrection Day…
Glowing, warmth and the way it streams in the windows in the late afternoon bathing it’s shafts of lovely light which pours onto everything it lands upon. The shadows are minimal, and seem embarrassed as they stretch to hide away. They are the inside of the box, and where the sun glows and reaches is … More New foundations …..
