I dreamed last night that I was singing, My Heart Cries for You. Does anybody remember that beautiful old song? Click on the title to hear Connie Francis sing it. What a voice! Connie’s, I mean, not mine. It was almost like a violin, with a sob in it. Other people sang it too, including […]
Jul 12, 2018
The Heat of Summer
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The Heat of Summer–that’s the name of the poem Nancy wrote. She read it to us yesterday during the critique, a beautiful poem, commemorating some of the favorite moments in these lovely days of summer. In Nancy’s busy life this summer, she has been to a women’s conference in Branson, Christian Communicators’ Conference, where […]
Jul 10, 2018
A Murky and Mysterious Past
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He holds his head high, looking squarely at the world without shrinking. He has not had an easy life. You can tell that he hasn’t, by the battered condition of his once handsome coat. What adventures has he known? What has he seen? What caused all those scrapes and tatters? He knows, but he […]
Jul 8, 2018
When Words Fail Me
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When I have nothing to say, I probably should say nothing. Which is the way I feel this morning. Maybe the actual truth is I have too much to say and saying it would be disorganized, jumbled, and not hold together at all. The dog walker just went up the hill, walking a dog […]
Jul 2, 2018
Summertime
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This post was from a few years back. I thought you might enjoy pictures of the flowers. The trumpet vine isn’t quite as lush as it was then and my hollyhocks have left me. We had a nice rain yesterday–in fact, it was raining as I left church but we didn’t mind. I heard comments […]
Jul 1, 2018
Refrigerator Love
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Your refrigerator may be a shining white or stainless steel beauty. It probably is not a bulletin board, like mine. My refrigerator holds perishable food items on the inside and dear-to-my heart items on the outside. Pictures, quotes, Bible verses, more pictures, children’s handprints, priceless works of art, all together in happy, carefree abandon adorn that […]
