Yesterday was perfect – in every way possible. Perfect. Not too hot, not to cool. A beautiful breeze moved throughout my little abode, brushing away the winter woes. Freshly laundered bed linens hung on Grandma’s wooden cloths dryer all afternoon, soaking in the day. Last night I slumbered upon dreams of fresh summer days, and the scent of sunshine. Continue reading A Village Aglow
It was just one thousand, four hundred and seventy-five days. That’s all there were. Just now, whilst re-arranging my closet, I came across another reminder of those last days of Tim’s life. Some sort of bed liners that the palliative Nurse had given us, and for some insane reason I’d saved the stupid things. Crazy really, but I suppose it’s my Grandma in me not wanting stuff … Continue reading The Gnarl of Beauty in its new home
for the WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE Continue reading Weekly Photo Challenge | Split Second Story
To-Day So here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think will thou let it Slip useless away? Out of Eternity This new day is born. Into Eternity At night will return. Behold it aforetime No eye never did So soon it forever From all eyes is hid. Here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think, will thou let it Slip useless away? by Thomas Carlyle … Continue reading Poets On Sunday: Thomas Carlyle
Life has a way of pushing you to face things you had thought too painful to face. Sunday was supposed to be my gardening day, however, I was stood up, this time though by a friend. He was supposed to come over and help me haul bags of dirt back here so I could get my raised veggie/herb garden started – he never showed. Not … Continue reading Walking Past Memories
One would think by now, I would know better, however you’d be wrong to think that. For once again, I guess I just didn’t believe. I DO believe. Believe in some sort of divine presence (call it GOD if you need to). An essence of a being, or something, that subtly connects all things. I grew up Christian, Anglican to be exact. But my ancestors … Continue reading Oh Ye (me) Of Little Faith (Revisited)
Just came upon this article via my Newsfeed with the headline “7 Ways To Tell If A Millennial Is Depressed“, underneath it had “frequently waking up at 4 or 5 in the morning due to elevated levels of stress hormones“. Em…I’m doing that lately. So I read the article. I’ve been getting up at not just 4am, but also at 3am, and 2am. Back to … Continue reading Trying To Fix What Ain’t Broke
I’ve journeyed back to just around the corner from where all those Helium Sphere memories happened. You see, for just around the corner from that once matrimonial home, lives that rare gift, old friends. They are still in the same place I left them. Oh, the kids have grown and are becoming successful young men. The vehicle they drive is different, and of course they … Continue reading Those Old Friends O’Mine
from The Red Duo-Tang ~Friday June 27th, 1975: *Really enjoyed the trip to Midland, she was really good. L (lil sis) bothered her a lot. Very interested in Huron Village. Enjoyed staying in the Motel. – got a lot out of Nancy Island. Asked a lot of questions. *Little nervous at the Scenic Caves. Can’t say as I blame her…I was too. Got a beaded … Continue reading Weekly Writing Challenge | Student, Teacher
…I truly believe we are all doomed. Yet, inside me is this positive spirit that always works its damnedest to persuade me otherwise. Just this morning I learned my camera is gone forever. Silly me accidentally left it in the cab that took me home from a visit back to Dodge over the weekend. Dad and MsB are up for a visit, and we all … Continue reading Sometimes
There was a time when I could wile away many an hour in idle, digital, chitchatter. For close to 15 years I hunted out like-minded souls who craved the need to express their not so humble opinion about everything from local newsworthy tidbits, to environmental or international concerns. Thing is, I am a news addict. Every morning I open Facebook, not to play Candy Crush, … Continue reading Notes from a recovering news junkie
Inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge Continue reading Weekly Photo Challenge | Spring
Outside my window here in the village, the rain is falling in large drops, and the sounds of thunder I can hear in the distance. Storm rolling in I guess. Dark blue grey sky’s are illuminated by these bright glowing clouds that are reflected in the wet pavement next door in the parking lot. As the rain begins to pelt the window, I look around … Continue reading Lessons of Grey
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