Happy Snow Days
It’s time to replenish the hummingbird’s sugar water and refill the bird feeder (again). These little guys need all the help they can get.
It’s time to replenish the hummingbird’s sugar water and refill the bird feeder (again). These little guys need all the help they can get.
“I always loved English because whatever human beings are, we are storytellers. It is our stories that give a light to the future.”
Here we go, then, with a little bit of this, a little bit of that. Here and there a poem, maybe a song. Wade through it all or …
Wait! What? Isn’t it March that’s supposed to come in like a Lion? It feels like the whole pride is here early!
In the Great State of Missouri, known as the “show me” state, it seems that “baring arms” is what most needed immediate legislation.
On Sunday afternoon amidst sudden showers & splashes of sunshine, my home began filling with friends, neighbors and family.
“When will we learn from a woman like this – with her incredible gentleness, the light that fills where she is, that love is a form of intelligence.”
We find ourselves somewhere between the Milky Way and the Mountains, caught between what we meant to do and what we did.
Last week I said “…. but we’re not quite there yet …. “ and now we are!
These days we walk a fine line. We know that very soon the light will be returning … but we’re not quite there yet.
Sunday’s “Group Soup Book Launch” is taking a lot of my time this week, but it’s not the only thing happening.
To my principle of balance being best achieved when sharing both philosophical reflections and comic relief, here are two for your consideration.