Do you ever encounter a plumbing job that is small enough not to need a plumber? I do, quite often. I remember one in particular. A mysterious puddle appeared under my sink and my heart sank. Oh, no! How did water get there? Visions of plumber bills danced in my head. Determined to solve that […]
Sep 18, 2019
It Almost Didn’t Happen
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We’ve read stories about artists who suffer greatly, trying to represent on canvas or paper the picture they have in their minds. Many of them try and try again before they let the picture be seen by the public. Writers suffer the same way. Sometimes, the exact words just don’t seem to be available. […]
Sep 17, 2019
The Time Tunnel
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Go with me this morning on a journey–not so far in miles, but a great distance in time and quite a giant leap in imagination. We’re going to struggle through years of wild undergrowth–bushes, weeds, grape vines, wild rose bushes, blackberry briars, giant oaks, and we’ll stop at the remains of a small, wood house. […]
Sep 16, 2019
Puddles and Ponderings
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When I was a child, Dad had a pond below the house by the barn. I used to drop a rock in that pond and watch the circles spread. Small circles at first, but spreading wider and wider. Life experiences are like that rock. They disturb the small surface of the pond and spread, sometimes […]
Sep 12, 2019
Dreams, For What They’re Worth
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Dreams! I don’t mean hopes and goals, I mean the things that pass through our minds as we sleep. Do you pay any attention to them? I’ve read that some are caused by what has happened during the day, or perhaps long ago. Some are subconscious thoughts and worries that surface while we sleep. I […]
Sep 4, 2019
The Lovely Gift of Listening
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Listening to someone, really listening and hearing what is said, can be the best gift you can give, and it doesn’t cost a dime, just a bit of your time. Recently, a friend suffered a traumatic event. She mentioned it in our conversation and I told her how sorry I was and how glad that […]
