light on the horizon

I don't have words for this space lately.  At least not words fit to publish. Maybe it's media overload.  Maybe it's storms and loss and hurting people.  Maybe it's too much political trash talk. All I know is last Friday, Doug and I took the long way home after a few days away from normal. …

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morning ritual

Lately I've been obsessed with the best way to start my day. I've listened to podcasts and read some books. I want to pray more effectively.  I want to add physical exercise to my morning.  And I need to get as much done as early as I can because my senior citizen status overtakes me every …

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narrow bands of time

Last weekend we made the familiar 10 hour drive south.  Since my husband and I wouldn't see my uncle until the next day and there were no motel rooms available anyway, we drove the extra hour into San Francisco. That choice gave us dinner at a favorite restaurant, and an unseasonably affordable, beautiful hotel room …

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Two Choices

I've been playing with the camera on my phone this week. One daughter-in-law posts clever collages on Facebook and another posts nifty black and whites.  I've admired their pictures and wondered how they do it.  All I can say is it's amazing what you find out when you slow down, take a little time and …

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Why did God make Bats?

Every morning, without fail, I sweep the silk tree droppings from the deck and water the potted plants. I wipe off the table tops and chairs.  Then I open the umbrellas.  One morning as I unfurled this umbrella there was a surprise waiting. A bat. A big bat with a huge wingspan and giant Dracula …

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A Collection of Days

Today was a good day. Every day is a good day.  I choose it to be.  The alternative is unacceptable. Every day is a good day even when there's too much work, my knee is stiff, and I must cook dinner for the 80 millionth time (slight exaggeration). Even the day that arrives with unseen pressure lightens when I remember …

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Forty-six and beyond

My five year-old granddaughter redecorated the doll house.  Then she placed the family on the roof for a picnic. While the seating arrangements don't look particularly comfortable, it is original. I love the whimsy of it. I love the out of the box thinking. Forty-six years ago today, I married the original out of the box …

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