Yesterday is a part of forever, Bound up in a sheaf, which God holds tight— With glad days and sad days and bad days, which never Shall visit us more with their bloom and their blight, Their fullness of sunshine and sorrowful night Isn’t it strange how long a night can grow Ere morning […]
Feb 18, 2026
Dinosaurs and Home Ec
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They sit on my bookshelf, alone and neglected. Once they were highly valued, a world of information. They are my beautiful set of World Book Encyclopedias, and, they are as out-dated as the dinosaurs. The fault lies with the Internet. Why go to the trouble of opening a book, shuffling through alphabetically, and coming upon […]
Feb 14, 2026
Happy St. Valentine’s Day
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Remember how excited we’d get as children on Valentine’s Day, counting those cards, reading the verses, keeping them in boxes? What a sweet custom! It seemed to me that my kindergarteners got more excited about Valentine’s Day than about Christmas. They would decorate white paper sacks which I fastened to the chalk tray then they would […]
Feb 12, 2026
Snow?
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Where did the snow go? For that matter, where did winter go? I probably shouldn’t ask that question because winter could come roaring back at any time. Right now, the weatherman must think it’s springtime. The hyacinth by my front steps, which is all of 20 years old, is blooming. So, evidently it has been […]
Feb 6, 2026
The Secret
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The Secret in the Hole Sara found a hole in the ground; A smallish hole, dark and round. The hole made Sara stop to wonder, Who would live in a home down under? A tunnel home as dark as night Would surely need a lamp for light. Sara liked the bright, bright sun. A tunnel […]
Feb 4, 2026
Who’s Listening?
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What is there about the way a lot of people use cell phones that reminds me of the children’s story, Pinnochio? Well, let’s see now. Everywhere I go, whether I’m driving or shopping, I see people with phones stuck to their ears or, worse yet, texting. Wrecks happen, someone bumps into someone else or steps […]
