God keeps me busy with the joy of my heart, so says King Solomon in the Book of Ecclesiastes. Have you ever thought about that? What do you love most in this world? Are your thoughts and your hands busy with whatever that is? God gives gifts, to this one a certain gift,to another person, […]
May 15, 2015
A Smattering
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Ah yes, deep, philosophical, plumbing-the-depths thoughts and soul-searching questions this morning as I sip my first cup of Folgers and look out at a dark, wet world. Why is it that the white clover blooms remind me of a miniature field of cotton against the deep green grass? And, how high will my lawn grow […]
May 14, 2015
Cozy Critter Friends
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A cold rain is falling this morning but I am reminded that a warm circle of friends can brighten the darkest day. Sometimes I marvel at how the Lord brought us Cozy Critters together to have a good time giggling and reading and critiquing and sharing insights into what makes a fascinating book, article, or poem. Along the way, our […]
May 13, 2015
Books! Seniors! Fun!
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The residents sat in comfortable chairs along the wall of the library. I sat in a comfortable chair facing them. Yesterday, I did a book presentation at The Homestyle Assisted Living Center. It was fun! I’ve never had a more attentive, courteous audience. And I’ve never had more fun talking about Darcy and Flora. People […]
May 11, 2015
Needing a Hug
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“I need a hug, Teacha!” This is how one of my kindergarten children greeted me every morning and of course his teacher obliged. That little boy is now all grown up with children of his own but I still remember his words. I hope life works out well for him and he gets his quota […]
May 8, 2015
Overcrowding
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Just think of it–when a person reaches my age, what a large amount of experiences and wisdom said person gains! All of it finds a little nook or cranny in my brain and lodges there. The longer one lives, the more experiences and wisdom, the more nooks and crannies are bulging with neat stuff. What to do with it? […]
