I’m glad that important holidays are handed down from generation to generation. I’m so thankful for those traditions that bind us to the folk who have gone before. This is a re-print of a Thanksgiving Day post I wrote a few years ago. That special holiday in November is here. I have heard a rumor […]
Nov 22, 2017
Thoughtfully Thankful and Blessed
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What is there about milestones or days of celebration that make us pause and reflect? I could do that any other day of the year, but at Thanksgiving or Christmas, past Thanksgivings and Christmases come trooping in to pay a call. And that’s all right, unless those memories cause such sadness as to mar the […]
Nov 21, 2017
Is That the Smoke of Long Ago Campfires?
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This may be Indian Summer. It usually happens in November around here. The mornings start chilly, but they warm up. And, the sky is blue and the leaves are brown. Another word is Gossamer days or Goose Summer. The days when olden people picked geese to make feather beds and pillows for winter. Small, loose […]
Nov 20, 2017
Someone Other Than Yourself
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Did you ever say something and, as soon as it was out of your mouth, wondered if that was you who said it? It sure didn’t sound like you; it sounded like someone else. Or, acted in a certain way and, looking back, couldn’t believe you had done that? Surely, it was someone other than […]
Nov 19, 2017
That Icy Finger Down My Back
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The feeling of an icy finger running down my back wasn’t due to a thrilling mystery book. It was due to my opening the back door this morning. Cold! Frost decorates the roofs of my neighbors’ houses. The thermometer plummeted to thirty-one degrees. Yesterday’s wind blew the leaves into funny swirls and patterns. The […]
Nov 18, 2017
Autumn Sailed Past in the Wind
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Yesterday, the wind was fierce all day. No, the temperature wasn’t cold. No, we didn’t have rain. Yes, we had clouds and wind. Lots of wind. I swept leaves from my deck but it did little good. Either they returned again because they are so fond of my deck, or some more turned loose from […]
