Egg salad sandwiches. I’m pretty sure that’s what she served. And sweet gherkins in a glass pickle dish. We probably drank iced tea while seated knee-to-knee at the formica table right here, our backs to the window. And pie. I suspect we had pie. Or heaping bowls of ice cream. It was the first […]
Scripture Sunday: Attention All!
Meerkats at the Potter Park Zoo in Lansing, MI. With Deidra and Katie.
Still Saturday: The Rest of My Life
“There is a rest in love. A pause, a trusting pause before a spinning world. A place of mending when the threads have come undone. Lord, you calm my resisting soul. You hush the voice of urgency, of panic, of alarm. You call down severity, diminish need. You tender me to silence, loving, curing silence. […]
Roots, Relationships, and a Seagull
The parsley and the basil roots pant for water as they bake in their biodegradable pots. I meant to sink them deep long before this. And the geranium 6-pack baskets, bought over a month ago when spring exploded early? Once luscious red, now with browned heads. I need perennials. Plants that thrive and spread […]
Scripture Sunday: Father of Orphans
The old St. Mary’s Catholic Church, Gaylord, MI (built in 1900) With Deidra and Katie.
Still Saturday: Oneth the Soul
As long as the mud is in motion in the water there is no clear vision through it, and again as long as the surface is covered with ripples there can be no adequate reflection of what surrounds the pool. As long as the soul is not still there can be no vision, but when […]
And. Did. Nothing.
Downy woodpecker with an itch. I woke up at 6 this morning. On my own. No alarm. And I did something I hardly ever do. I lay in bed. And. Did. Nothing. Well, I closed my eyes and breathed deep the cool breeze through the open windows. I pushed all thoughts of what I ought […]
When You Need a Little Fixing
I’d forgotten about this post from almost two years ago until the other day when Duane called my attention to it. It was a post I’d linked to one of his “Pleasantly Disturbed Thursdays.” A bunch of random thoughts. I decided to dust it off and repost it today. I’d call it kind of a […]
When Papa Comes Running
It’s the twilight hour. He’s settled across from my summer seating to catch some of the game. But he’s dozing. The Droid interrupts the outfield scramble. “Grace is in the field behind your house screaming. She’s not moving. She’s just standing there screaming, ‘Help me!’ I sent her through the field for a couple double-A […]
Scripture Sunday: Spill Thanksgiving
The fountain at Laity Lodge. With Deidra and Katie.
