The maple leaves are as large as a rabbit’s ears; flowers are blooming, but, you know what? We have freezing temperatures, in the upper 20s and a possibility of snow on the way. In the early spring, we have periods of reverting to cold weather, called by various lovely names. Whippoorwill winter? Blackberry winter? Someone […]
Apr 16, 2021
A Rhyming Hope
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It’s cold again this morning. Rain last night and clouds today, but the maple tree’s leaves are larger, the grass is greener, and the pansies have smiles on their faces. Here’s a spring poem to keep in your heart when actual spring seems far away. A Sudden Shower by Blanche Day Manos There’s a scurry […]
Apr 15, 2021
The Hundred Year Old Barn
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The Hundred Year Old Barn A Fable By Blanche Day Manos The hundred year-old barn was home to a cow, a rooster, some hens, and a mule who pulled a plow. The days they spent in working; each one did his best, and when the sun sank from the sky, the animals needed rest. But, […]
Apr 14, 2021
Those Pesky Thoughts
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The Bible says we are supposed to take every thought captive. That isn’t an easy thing to do. With so much that is pleasant and positive, so much love in the world, why do I (and, I suspect, a great many of us) let negative thoughts creep in? Sad to say, the older I get, […]
Apr 13, 2021
It’s a Mystery to Me
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Sometimes after watching a flashy commercial complete with all the latest TV hijinks, I have no idea what the manufacturers want the viewers to buy. The delivery got in the way of the product. Old commercials were much more memorable. In fact, I still remember some, even decades later. Does anybody remember Ipana toothpaste? […]
Apr 8, 2021
What’s Behind That Innocent Color?
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To look outside my window at the early April day, I’d say that it’s a lovely morning: fresh, young leaves on many trees, grass all green and bursting with the newness of the season, but, let me tell you, folks, it’s more than a bit nippy out. A walker just strode up the hill decked […]
