Whew! That first sip of coffee was an eye-opener and must have gotten rid of every germ on its way down. If that didn’t clear the early morning cobwebs, nothing will. A question this morning: why is it so hard to talk to people about the really important things? Small talk is easy but how […]
Sep 1, 2016
September’s Song
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The melody of autumn is played on muted strings, A symphony of wind and trees, the song September sings. The rhythm of the autumn rain is somnolent and slow; From softened skies, a lullaby in summer’s afterglow. –Blanche Day Manos September is that, isn’t it…summer’s afterglow? Each spring, leaves, flowers, grass are bursting with new […]
Aug 18, 2016
With Fear and Trembling
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With fear and trembling, I entered the small room and sat down in a chair only to be lent backward to a prone position. A bright light shone on my face. Was this the Inquisition? I’d answer any question just to be up and out of there. My heart thumped wildly. Every muscle stretched to a trembling tautness. […]
Aug 17, 2016
That Old Mysterious, Magical Moon
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The sturgeon or green corn moon is here! This is a beautiful moon, worth watching. The names for full moons occurring at different times through the year are interesting. Early day people named them for good reasons, long ago when we lived closer to nature. The moon exerts a pretty powerful pull on the earth, causing the tides. […]
Aug 6, 2016
Movin’ On
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We are all movin’ on through life. It seems to me (and correct me if I’m wrong) that the way a person walks or moves is a reflection of who he or she is. Let’s see if I can say that a little more clearly. We stride into life with different gaits.Of course, for reasons […]
Jul 21, 2016
Why?
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This morning as I gaze out of my window on the world, I wonder Why about a lot of things, disconnected things, unimportant, important, goofy, and serious. Two adult squirrels chase each other around my maple and I realize I never see tiny squirrel babies. I suppose they stay in their nests or at least […]
