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Author Archives: oct17
Guilt or gain . . .
Today is Blue Monday. . . you know the song, “rainy days and Mondays always get me down”. I thought that was where blue Mondays got their name. But no . . . Imagine a day set aside as Blue Monday. … Continue reading
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Tagged hope, Lamentations 3: 19-24, New Year's resolution
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A single moment . . .
I can do this; I can blog today–I know I can. You are busy–after all, this is December 1, and the Christmas season has begun. So you may not have time to read this, but I must write. Words, thoughts, … Continue reading
Posted in early morning thoughts
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It’s raining today . . .
. . .this morning is saturated with moisture like thick grey soup–a good day to be inside, dry, not stirring the heavy wetness. “Into every life some rain must fall.” I remember hearing a preacher say that, oh, so long ago when I … Continue reading
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A robin’s rules of order . . .
Today, it’s empty. The nest, shabby and lopsided, sets like a permanent fixture in the branch of a fast fading crepe myrtle. Only a few weeks ago the summer flowering bush had been alive with countless comings and goings as Mama and Papa Robin gathered supplies to build a … Continue reading
More or Less . . .
I know why hummingbirds are the smallest birds–weighing less than a nickel. A smaller species’ weight is under a penny. It appears they rarely eat! I know, I know–supposedly they eat more than their weight in nectar daily, but the ones at … Continue reading
Time . . .lost or found
Where did it go? I am so upset! I spent hours writing thoughts to you last week re. a mama robin sitting weeks on an empty nest, and now it is no where to be found –the blog, not the nest:-) Whatever … Continue reading
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Remember the best . . .
“It was not homesickness,” my daughter began. “It was a sense of sweet memory that grabbed me and held me tight. Mom, suddenly, I wanted to be eight years old again. “I was preparing breakfast for my family on a … Continue reading
To see – or not to see. . .
Mirror, mirror on the wall, do you see me when I laugh . . .? I have been rehearsing this blog for days–and was going to share thoughts on focus when wearing glasses. I have noticed it takes me much … Continue reading
Beginning . . .
I wonder if you are like me when Saturday comes. I awaken with a nightmarish chill from the leisurely breakfast I am enjoying on the deck with Tom and the birds. I suddenly remember my to-do list of the week … Continue reading
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Trapped–for a time . . .
Bang–the metal door snapped shut. I felt as guilty as an accomplice in a terrible crime. The squirrels had become a nuisance in the yard and gardens; now that they seemed to have lost their fear of the trap, we … Continue reading