Mr. Gray just came for his breakfast, looking hopefully up at the door. Nemo did not like it one bit and tried to push his way to the porch in an unwelcoming way. Nemo’s attitude didn’t ruffle Mr. Gray’s fur, though. He merely sat down and began crunching. I poured another cup of Folgers and looked out […]
Jul 6, 2014
Good Morning, Mr. Gray
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I have a feeling I’m being watched. Probably, because I am. He lies silently atop the mailbox posts, keeping both green eyes on the front room window. When he sees the curtains move, that is his signal to approach. Trotting softly to the porch on padded feet, he looks hopefully at the door as I […]
Jul 3, 2014
In Fran’s House
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Yesterday was the day of Fran’s monthly luncheon. It is always a pleasure and a privilege to attend. This dear lady is gifted with hospitality and, I believe, is being used by the Lord to reach out to other women. She is generous with her time, food, and home. Her yard, front and black, blooms with […]
Jul 1, 2014
A Wild Imagination
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We’ve all got one; in fact, we couldn’t get rid of it even if we wanted to, which I don’t. It goes with us everywhere and can be our friend or our worst enemy. It can be wild and outlandish or even send us false messages. Our imaginations! Have you ever heard a noise, or […]
Jun 30, 2014
Whose Coat Are You Holding?
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Yesterday, our Sunday school lesson was on wisdom, what it is and how to attain it. We all agreed that acquiring knowledge is not a problem. If we want to know the answer to almost any question, we can find it on the internet. But wisdom? I don’t think you can get that from the internet. […]
Jun 29, 2014
Sauntering Through Sunday
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I love this wet weather! Yesterday as Matt, Dawn, Sara and Nathan came, rain began to fall. Matt had planned to grill outside but the rain changed plans and Dawn fried burgers inside. It was a pleasant supper. Somehow, rain just seemed to make things cozier. My plants, grass, and flowers certainly agree with me. […]
