“But you, be strong and do not let your hands be weak, for your work shall be rewarded!” (2 Chronicles 15:7 NKJV) What an encouragement when I was reading Scripture yesterday morning! At times, I wonder why I write. The rewards seem to be mostly intrinsic and, believe me, sometimes I get tired. I am […]
Mar 31, 2014
Monday Morning Meanderings
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Sprigs of yellow sunshine, known as forsythia, are announcing to one and all that spring is here. I tend to believe them, at least for now. True to the old saying, March did come in like a lion and it’s going out as meek and mild as a lamb. Of course, a niggling thought slips […]
Mar 30, 2014
Family, Friends, and Fiction
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Having a brother is nice. Having two brothers is twice as nice. As I write, I draw upon my brothers’ experiences and knowledge quite a bit. Tracy is a geology major and if I want to know about rock formations that might contain gold or silver, or the kind of rock that is most likely […]
Mar 20, 2014
When Days and Nights Are Equal (almost)
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It’s official–winter of 2013-14 is a thing of the past. We are free of the clutches of the cold, the wailing wintry winds, frostbit fingers, tingly toes–aren’t we? Well, maybe. At least, we’ve started a more benevolent season, if we ignore the threat of tornadoes that comes along with spring. One bit of folklore is […]
Mar 19, 2014
Wednesday Wanderings
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Tiny Tim used to sing, “Tiptoe Through the Tulips with Me”. I haven’t seen any tulips blooming yet, but I invite you to tiptoe through Wednesday with me. It may be a meandering journey because my mind has a tendency to jump from one thought to another with no connecting links between. Yesterday, I read […]
Mar 18, 2014
Tuesday Tidbits
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Has anybody noticed the strange antics of these shiny black birds that come around each year? Part of them, maybe it’s the males, have a pretty red band on their wings and their song is truly musical, sort of liquid. But, at times, they will stop eating and peer upward. Do they see something I […]
