A person’s thoughts are never really idle–disconnected, maybe, scattered here and there. That’s what mine are this morning. I look out at my wet, soggy ground and wonder if I’ll have a chance to get the last of my herbs planted today. Yesterday was a wild weather day. Wind lashed the trees and rain poured […]
Apr 28, 2019
New Things All the Time
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What is there about springtime that is new each year? I’ve seen quite a few springs, but every new one seems like the first one, and I’m excited to see the flowers and feel the warmth of the sun. Yesterday was a perfect spring day. My family gifted me with a brand new flower garden, […]
Apr 27, 2019
Thoughts and Sifting Through
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Do you ever wake up with a thought or a song running through your head? I do, quite often. It’s nice when those thoughts are positive, not so nice when they aren’t. What are they related to? Why do we have them? I don’t know the answers, but I wish I did. Spring inspires […]
Apr 20, 2019
The Day Before Easter
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Such a lovely, still morning. The greens are vibrant. Shadows cast by the morning sun are sleepy, soft shadows. A squirrel scurries across my neighbor’s drive, and a blue jay is on the hunt for breakfast. The azaleas by the front door are starting to bloom, as is the Iris. My deck is littered […]
Apr 10, 2019
Springtime in Arkansas
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The maple in my front yard has fresh green leaves–the tassels are still hanging on, but they’ll soon drop off, leaving those new leaves. The white mulberry is a little slower, but leaves are appearing on it too. My pin oak is yet in the tassel stage, usually being more hesitant, trying to make […]
Mar 30, 2019
Soggy Saturday Morning
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Rain pelts the house, dripping, dropping from the eaves, running in rivulets down the driveway and puddling in the yard. Thunder stomps through the clouds, loud, then dying away in the distance. Nemo makes every step I do, just to be sure I’m safe from that loud voice that grumbles and growls outside. This is […]
