Category Archives: early morning thoughts

. . . colorblind? . . .

Now I remember . . . I remember what I miss most about our years in Vienna. Color . . .  hearts painted in every shade of red, yellow, black and browns. I hugged color, laughed with color, prayed with … Continue reading

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. . . with angels . . .

My sister’s picture wrapped the entire computer screen as I downloaded it into this post. I sat and cried as I saw her beautiful . . . bigger than life.She had wasted to sixty pounds the last few weeks, barely … Continue reading

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. . . in kindness . . .

I am so ready for my fighting guests to leave . . . they have been neither kind or considerate. Our garden sanctuary is more like a war zone these hot humid days. Soaring like Kamikaze pilots of World War … Continue reading

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. . . in the dark . . .

  Tom and I were walking in the dark; the moon was hidden with clouds, blanketing any light to see our way through the trees. Tom had brought a flashlight along, so he decided to use it. That was a … Continue reading

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. . . when I can’t sing . . .

There is no sweet nectar . . . . . . anywhere. Returning home after a few days away, I noticed the three hummingbird feeders drained of all liquid. Used up . . . These tiny birds love that sweet … Continue reading

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. . . growing my beard . . .

It was flying straight towards me.  I ducked . . . a  male cardinal hit the clear glass pane with a  bang. Windows without screens invite winged creatures to fly straight through them.  The bright red bird was stunned . . … Continue reading

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. . . protected . . .

Tears splashed my face as the words of Even If . . . washed over my heart at a funeral this past Sunday. What a testimony in song at the memorial service for Cheryl. Our church had witnessed a four-year … Continue reading

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