It’s strange–the things which have no physical substance but which affect our lives. No one would doubt that shadows exist. When the sun shines on an object, that object casts a shadow. We can’t pick up the shadow or smell it or hear it, yet it is there. When I was a very small girl, […]

Sticks and Stones
“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never harm me” is an old English nursery rhyme. Probably it was coined for children who faced taunts and name calling, to encourage them not to resort to physical force but to walk away and ignore the ignoramus who was doing the taunting. Adages and their […]

Reading, Writing, and Rain
The first cup of Folgers is always the best. I like the fragrance of fresh-brewed coffee as well as I like the taste. Rain drips steadily from the eaves. The morning is dark and damp. It would be a good morning to go back to sleep except I have things to do and once I’m up, I’m […]

Puddles, Pools, and Ponderings
The picture I am posting today is of yesterday’s rain. Armed with my camera, I braved the elements, disregarding dark and threatening clouds and rumbles of thunder, to get a few pictures! Today’s picture is of a puddle and I happened to snap it directly after raindrops had splashed in, causing circles to spread. Of course, that […]

The Mystery of September Rain
What is it about a gentle rain that is so calming, soothing, and better than a lullaby for putting a person to sleep? Rain drips from eaves and leaves; the morning is dark and thunder rumbles softly somewhere in the distance. Maybe nature is tucking her children in, getting trees, grass, and plants ready for […]

Sauntering into Sunday
Do you ever wake up with so many jumbled thoughts going through your head that it’s difficult to sort them out into anything meaningful? That’s me this morning! So, bear with me while I shuffle through and list them in no particular order. Happy Birthday to The Star Spangled Banner, 200 years old today and still […]

