Hi, friends, I hope this finds you well as we enter a new year. January is a time of reflection as we consider the past and anticipate the year ahead. A couple days ago a writing friend (thank you, Carol!) prompted me to write about “Things That Make You Smile.” It was exactly what IContinue reading “Things That Make You Smile”
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This Christmas Evening
The sunny sky slowly gave way to dusk, the silence and holiness of peace deepening in the darkening room. A warm fire glowed from the television screen, a Yule Log program of Christmas songs recorded on the DVR last year. As I sat, read, and contemplated the blessings of Christmas, ambiance and a sense ofContinue reading “This Christmas Evening”
Far Too Long
It’s been far too long since we’ve talked Since grandkids came and books were readSince dogs and cats and our goose Chased our children in the yard And frogs sang ‘neath the house Since children played long night games Laughing, running bush to bush Who would reach the front porch firstAvoid the tag and notContinue reading “Far Too Long”
Under the Hosta
Axel scurried across the lawn, the early evening breeze a tail wind. Snakes and mice and squirrels, oh my! Such a long day of hunting and chasing. In need of a break, he crossed Swat’s well-worn path and ducked under a large hosta leaf. The size of the plant accommodated his full-grown length and girth,Continue reading “Under the Hosta”
A Beautiful Meeting
There he was…dark haired, mustached, tall and lean…just as in their youth. She’d heard, then saw him looking for tools in the workroom, his mannerisms reminding her of Dad, purposeful and precise. Decades pulled them from each other, stretched like taffy. Previous grand gatherings dwindled with growing families, varying interests, different friends, the pandemic; allContinue reading “A Beautiful Meeting”
Taking Down the Tree
Such a glorious thing, that tree that springs up in our living room each December. Aglow day and night it needs none other to bring light into the room. The ambiance feels warmer than a cozy blanket or sweater. It seeps deep into one’s very being…and longings…of past, present, future. Glad ornaments festoon the branches,Continue reading “Taking Down the Tree”
Stair Cabin Memories
Quiet stillness, an empty space… she could sense only her own breathing, and subtle waves of air being pushed about by the circulating fan. Then she heard it. The sound of rain gently dropping, crescendoing into pounding torrents. It brought back memories of the stair cabin, a rustic place her parents once owned at theContinue reading “Stair Cabin Memories”
Dew Upon The Arbor 