The phone jangled me out of sleep last night and an automated voice warned me to take shelter because the weather center had issued a tornado warning for my area. I stumbled out of bed, called Dawn and learned that she and Matt had gotten the same warning and were monitoring the situation. So my […]
May 30, 2013
Rainy Day Ramble
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Rain! I woke to the sound of it, pouring off the eaves. Lightning flashed, thunder rolled across the heavens and I decided, as my dad used to say, it was “gettin’ up time”. So here I am, up before the birds. Are the other people on my street still sleeping? Probably so. And what about […]
May 29, 2013
Miniature Mysteries
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God’s Small World God made a tiny, shiny world In blades of grass and flowers, Where crickets creep and spiders spin And dewdrops fall in showers. And in this small, this crawly world Are secrets and surprises. The caterpillars creeping here Wear summertime disguises. No one but God could think of it; I don’t know […]
May 28, 2013
Meditations of a Mysterious Mind
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I thought about calling this post “ruminations” but one meaning of that word is to think seriously or deeply and another meaning is a cow chewing her cud slowly, swallowing, burping and chewing again. I don’t much care for the picture of me chewing over my thoughts. And I’m not sure my meditations are that […]
May 27, 2013
Camping Out Long Ago
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Memorial Day! I’m grateful to be living in the best country in the world. I am grateful to God for the defenders of our freedom, those who have put themselves between their families and harm. And I am grateful to be able to celebrate with my family. Some people go camping during this first holiday […]
May 26, 2013
Clint
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His name was Clinton Lee Day. He was my oldest nephew, Mom and Dad’s first grandchild and we thought he was pretty special. He had big, brown eyes with amazingly long lashes. He was slim and quick and had a laugh that made everyone around him want to laugh too. He visited us often when […]
