Aren’t they beautiful – those nine glasses of grape jelly? All the way from the vine in Oklahoma to my house in Arkansas and transformed into a delicious spread for buttered toast! The nice thing is, I have that much more juice left to make that much more jelly! I guess jelly making is sort […]
Aug 6, 2014
Mid-Summer Meanderings
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Summer – is it at its zenith or is it on its way out? It seems that plants and animals, the very air, have a different feel about them, a sort of sleepiness, sort of lolling in the warmth but with an eye to shorter days and the next season. It’s fun to notice the behavior […]
Aug 3, 2014
Whose Moment?
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A friend of mine wrote an inspirational article about living in the moment – being aware of what is going on around me, not living in the past or borrowing from the future. Scripture tells us that “Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.” In other words, Keep your mind on what you are doing! […]
Aug 1, 2014
August Already
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Do you ever get the feeling that someone is watching you? Yesterday, that was not only a feeling, it was a fact. Mr. Gray, atop the mailbox posts, had his feline eyes directed right at my window. I like to think he was guarding the house against lions and tigers, and all other impossible threats. […]
Jul 31, 2014
Rainy Day Reflections
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My tomato plant is lovin’ it! So are the four o’clocks, roses, impatiens, rose moss, marigolds, and all the other flowers and herbs. It is raining! Rain fell yesterday, all night, and is still going at it this morning. There is an old tale that rain doesn’t fall on July nights. Wrong! And, I’m glad. […]
Jul 30, 2014
Wednesday Wanderings
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Sometimes, I get a subtle reminder that I’m not a teenager any more, and that this isn’t the 1950s or 1960s. These reminders come about in a variety of ways. Yesterday, in an email, I mentioned someone being mercurial, rather like quicksilver. Instantly, a Doris Day song started running through my memory, “You slipped through […]
