On March 2, 2014, two years ago yesterday, I broke my hip. I was away from home helping my daughter with her new baby at the time. I took a careless step on the stair, tripped, fell, and landed full force on the cement floor at just the right angle to do the damage. Two… Continue reading ADMIRE (Out of Sight)
UPDATE: I am totally blown away! Poetry Friday friend and children's author extraordinaire Tabatha Yeatts has been doing poem / song matchups. Today she matched "Mindfulness," below with some absolutely gorgeous music! Have a listen as you read ... and then pop up here again to enjoy the beautiful scenes that accompany this plainsong chant.… Continue reading Mindfulness
In my post yesterday I wrote about DELIGHT. Today a poem about one of the places I love which gives me great delight—Elgin Park in South Surrey. Over the years we've walked the paths dozens of times and in every season. I always find something wonderful here! Elgin Park The forest path lures me into… Continue reading Elgin Park
Faith is hard to define and, I think, becomes evident not by what we say but how we live. Our life demonstrates what we really believe in. I see that Justin (who has chosen FAITH as his one-little-word for 2016) has added the modifier "blind" to it. For me, faith is rarely completely "blind" in… Continue reading Faith (Rough Ride)
I love the garburator that is part of the sink apparatus in our townhouse. Love it, but rarely use it now because we've been asked not to in favor of collecting our organic scraps for recycling and conserving water. (For those not familiar with this gadget, you run water as you feed organic stuff down… Continue reading Kitchen monster
"Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them and said, 'Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven…'" Matthew 18:2,3. When Holly, host of Spiritual Journey Thursday, mentioned that she was intending… Continue reading Converting to Childhood
One of the things I love about writing is having pieces accepted for publication. One of the things that I don't love is the publicizing and marketing that's needed when those publications are books. But I know I need to do my part. So when the newest Hot Apple Cider anthology (Hot Apple Cider with… Continue reading The gift of people
Christmas Cake November or early December is the time to start on this year’s Christmas cake Pour several cups of sweet anticipation into a large bowl - the first snowfall when we hauled out the Christmas records - all the dolls in the Sear's catalogue - paint smells from the basement cut in a pound… Continue reading Christmas Cake
Thanksgiving Lunch at the Mennonite Church We’ve been smelling coffee for a while now as the sermon drones on and on but finally it’s benediction time and “Thanks for the food we are about to partake. Amen.” Old and young crowd down the stairs to the warm, fragrant basement claim chairs at the long table… Continue reading Thanksgiving Lunch at the Mennonite Church
The farmhouse where I grew up - Photo © 2009 by V. Nesdoly Missing Home I remember squeaks and slants in the floor of our last home can picture the gouge in paneling beside my desk the crumbing rubber on the patio-door seal. In the shed I see rust-freckled freezer top shelf of garden powders… Continue reading SJT – Home (Missing Home)
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