Today is Ash Wednesday, a commemoration to begin the season of Lent, leading up to Easter. Whether we celebrate this day or not, it’s a good time to take an inward look at the person we really are, then an outward look at where we are going and who we are following. My books have […]
Feb 19, 2020
Winter’s Wildscape at Night
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The bushes in my backyard, green and flowering in warm weather, become gray, drab sprigs in the winter. The birds don’t mind. When moonlight silvers the yard, they crowd deep into the thick twigs, twittering and chirping, discussing the day’s happenings, content to be hidden by darkness and their stubbly cover. A few wild, forest […]
Jan 26, 2020
Sunday Coffee
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Scattered thoughts this morning–but, after all, it’s Sunday, and it’s cold, and this cup of coffee hasn’t had time, yet, to scatter the fuzziness of sleep. Yes, I over-slept! A couple of robins are on my front lawn. Are they thinking about nest-building already? And, the jonquils by the mailbox are up and looking green. […]
Jan 14, 2020
Those Mean Old Hurt Feelings
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“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free” John 8:32. And boy, what a freeing statement that is. All my life, I’ve struggled with getting my feelings hurt. And, many of the supposed hurts are just that–supposed. But whether the person who injured my exposed raw nerve ends meant to […]
Jan 11, 2020
Wild and Wicked Wind
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We had a night of wicked weather. Rain, rain, and more rain. Wind in abundance and now today, snow is in the forecast. I believe it. The temperature has dropped this morning and it’s cold! A tornado went through part of Arkansas last night too. Nemo and I hunkered down and weathered the storm and […]
Jan 10, 2020
Wild and Wicked and Wintry
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The weather this weekend is forecast to be anything but boring. Rain today, turning to fierce thunderstorms tonight, morphing into snow tomorrow. Very interesting. The storms mean that Nemo will have a tough time of it. He doesn’t like thunder and lightning, not even a little bit. He wasn’t always this way. His being nervous […]
