The sun shines on white, frosty roofs this morning. No matter the color of the shingles, they all look the same–cold! But, under the frigid rooftops, inside the house, I hope there is warmth and love and comfort. Just in case we have forgotten, this is Presidents’ Day, but it isn’t the birthday of […]
Apr 20, 2018
I Make My Bed Each Morning
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This is a morning of confessions with the coffee. The coffee is hot and strong. The confessions? Maybe not so much. In fact, they probably don’t amount to a hill of beans to most people but, in the interest of openness and honesty, I feel that I must bare my soul. Ready? I confess that […]
Aug 19, 2017
A Storm to Clear the Air
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The air last night was oppressive, hot, humid. It was no fun to be outside. Then, from the north, the storm clouds came, closer and closer. A light rain began, then a shower. Lightning flashed. A huge crash of thunder sent Nemo running to me, looking wild-eyed. Wind battered trees and houses. But, it passed […]
