Summer breeds weeds! Living between woods and water is a constant breeding ground for freely growing seeds – of authentic fruit and flowers and of weedy, prickly competition for garden space and good soil. Nestled in the good fruit and flowers are posers, some looking and growing almost exactly like the true seed. To protect… Read More Weed
“I wonder as I wander, out under the sky, how Jesus the Savior did come for to die For poor, orn’ry people like you, and like I; I wonder as I wander out under the sky.” This one phrase from the verse of a well-loved Appalachian Christmas carol recently replayed over my heart strings on… Read More Wonder
Early Easter morning was my mind’s dance with a whippoorwill. One who bombarded my sleep with night songs. My husband and I arrived home late Saturday evening, ready for restful tranquility, and upon our arrival, Mr. Whippoorwill and his whippoorwilling friends began their nightly chorus. A verse lasts about forty-five minutes, with one incessantly repeating… Read More Sing
Will you trust me? The late December 2017 question that stood out from so many words seen, read, and heard over the course of only a few days. Having a word of the year is not always on my radar. But this one word has been pressed into my mind and onto my heart and… Read More TRUST
A Monday balanced between decorating and practicing piano – in a whirlwind of December music making, I was practicing a raucous four-hand piano rendition of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing,” when one of my favorite angels, PEACE, catapulted over the edge of the piano, headlong to the hardwood floor. Her wings were clipped, and my… Read More PEACE
I am struck by seemingly overnight seasonal changes! From fast fading summer greens in sparkling sunlight to autumn reds, oranges, and yellows shrouded in morning fog. The earth switches wardrobes and reminds me to do the same. Tarps and protective coverings blanket outdoor belongings, winterizing of home and hearth ensues. Pets grow thicker and warmer… Read More What’s In Your Wardrobe?
David’s boots broke the top branches just enough to stop momentum; parachute deflated, he dropped the final thirty-five feet in a dead fall. Heels slammed him butt-to-back and shot the blunt impact up his spine to a classic burst fracture that blew up his lower-center vertebrae. My strong and resilient Ranger-qualified, first lieutenant, newlywed son… Read More Boots in Branches
To tiptoe with trepidation onto unknown branches? Will they hold my feet? To follow in footsteps that are long established and far more savvy? Should I even venture? To be another voice in the vast world of bloggers who, by way of the Cambridge definition, share a regular record of thoughts, opinions, or experiences on… Read More Opening Leaves