The morning sky is a quiet, pale blue/gray with rosy tints around the horizon. It is deceptively beautiful because it is deadly cold. I remember other January days when I was a child and the sense of excitement and adventure a new year brought. I remember bacon sizzling in the skillet, breakfast with Mom, Dad, […]
Nov 24, 2017
Speaking of Thanksgiving and Mothers…
By · Leave a Comment
In looking at past posts, I’ve noticed several people go to this post about mothers. I’m glad you are interested and thought I’d reprint it here, the day after Thanksgiving 2017. What do Moms have to do with Thanksgiving? A lot! My mother was the greatest influence of my life. I remember Thanksgivings at her […]
Aug 14, 2017
The Mystery of Milestones and Memories
By · Leave a Comment
Do we mark life by the milestones we reach and leave behind us, or by everyday happenings? As we look back at the days, what are the things we remember? This is the first day of school for many children. Will it be memorable? In later years, will the recollections be good or bad or […]
Jul 14, 2017
A Day Gone By
By · Leave a Comment
Yesterday was a typical Arkansas summer day–hot, with bumble bees in the flowers, birds at the bird bath. The house with its refrigerated air got to be a little much, so I went to the deck to soak up the sun, look at the blue sky above me, and breathe some fresh air. Nemo went […]
Mar 11, 2017
Cleaning Out That Attic of Memories
By · Leave a Comment
A friend of mine is getting ready to move to a different location. She is going through everything in her house, deciding what she wants and what she doesn’t want. I don’t think she has an attic, but if she did, she’d be sorting through it, keeping, discarding. Why can’t we do that with memories? Why […]
Jan 15, 2017
Tribal Customs
By · Leave a Comment
Routines are nice as long as they don’t become ruts. Routines are not the same as schedules. A schedule seems rather inflexible and fixed, but a routine is a pattern that gives meaning to a day. Routines are more like tribal customs. In the dim, dark ages that many people have never experienced, those days before […]
