Nemo and I went on the deck–I with my coffee. For some reason, Nemo doesn’t care for coffee! But, chicken? Well, that’s another matter. It was peaceful on the deck–quiet and with birds just waking up. Tree frogs are back too. They come early, in fact, and I really like to hear them. As long […]
Jun 1, 2022
Happy First Day of June
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If you’re one of those lucky people born this month, you’ve got a lot of good things going for you. First, there’s your birthstone–you have two of them! The pearl and the Alexandrite are yours. Flowers? Also two–the rose and the honeysuckle. So, you’re bright and shiny, have infinite value, and smell good too. Other […]
May 31, 2022
Flowers and Weeds
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Yesterday, I looked at my herb garden and my Gardening Conscience smote me uncomfortably. It was a once beautiful place but now a lovely, invasive species called wild violets had taken over. I like wild violets a lot. They are some of the season’s first hopeful flowers, but, give them an inch and they’ll take […]
May 29, 2022
Freedom
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My brothers, Thurman, Tracy, and Richard, my brother-in-law Ray served in the Navy; my husband in the Army; my nephew Clint joined the Marines. They all came back home, all except Clint. We lost him to an awful place called Viet Nam. I think of Clint often and especially on Memorial Day. The United States […]
May 28, 2022
Talk to Them
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This morning, I got up thinking about children and their importance. If you are fortunate enough to have children or grandchildren, nieces or nephews, let me assure you that they are more important than anyone or anything else in this world. We all love our kids, but sometimes in the rush and pressure of job […]
May 27, 2022
Hope
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What would we do without hope? It’s more than a wish–it’s a yearning and a belief that somewhere, out in the future, things will get better. Hope rises with the sun each morning, but it doesn’t set as the sun sinks westward. Hope lives on, through even the darkest night. As the sun slid westward […]
