A Home of Sticks

A Home of Sticks

She sits on her little nest of sticks and feathers and this and that. It’s sort of a hodge podge of building materials, but it suits her and it’s home to those tiny blue eggs she warms patiently, day and night. Robins’ nests aren’t known as architectural wonders. And, although they do their best, mama […]

The Magic Wand of Time

The Magic Wand of Time

The morning is dark and cool. We’re under a tornado watch and a flood warning. Last night’s weather was wicked in many places and I haven’t yet heard of all the damage done in Oklahoma and other states. Sunday, as we drove to the cemetery for Decoration Day, we were amazed to see evidence of […]

Tribal Customs Continue

Tribal Customs Continue

  Routines are nice as long as they don’t become ruts.¬†Routines are not the same as schedules. A schedule seems rather inflexible and fixed, but a routine is a pattern that gives meaning to a day. Routines are more like tribal customs. In the dim, dark ages that many people have never experienced, those days […]

Dirt on My Hands, Sunshine in My Heart

Why is digging in the dirt therapeutic? Maybe it isn’t for everyone, but for me, it is. Yesterday, I finally got out to the herb garden, dug out grass and weeds, and planted a few herbs, veggies, a hollyhock, and some peppers. When the sun is on my back and my hands are in the […]

Gone the Way of the Dinosaurs

Gone the Way of the Dinosaurs

      They sit on my bookshelf, alone, neglected, and looking lonely. Once they were highly valued, a world of information at my fingertips. They are my beautiful set of World Book Encyclopedias. And, they are as out-dated as the dinosaurs. Why are they out-dated and unused? The internet, of course. Why go to […]

Idle Thoughts and Sunny Moments

Idle Thoughts and Sunny Moments

As the sunlight tips the tree-tops and the grass is damp with dew, ¬†When the air is filled with birdsong, then my thoughts return to you. Sliding slowly into the day with a cup of coffee and idle thoughts is nice. No deadline to meet this morning, nothing pressing (except, of course, for editing Moonstruck) […]