MY FAVORITE QUOTES
My Current WoW
🎋Embracing the Golden Years-A Humorous Reflection🎋
I haven't worried about Monday mornings on Sunday evenings for eighteen glorious years. That's how...
🎋Cherishing The Little Things🎋
🔱I have been guilty of ignoring “the little things” in life. That does not include,...
The Paradox of Positivity
🔱 I read recently that a new study found that people with sunny dispositions are...
Just Go Outside, Please!
💫 Well, summer is almost over. The hot weather has diminished some, and going outside...
🎋 Spiritual Integrity 🎋
"Spiritual secrecy is the protector of spiritual integrity." That quote is from the Trappist monk...
🎋 Third Circle of Hell 🎋
In the 14th century, Dante, in his Alighieri's Inferno (14th-century poem, Divine Comedy), condemned to...
🎋 A Love Song 🎋
💫 I'm a country music fan. Being raised in the mountains of southwest Virginia, I...
🎋 Retirement 🎋
My wife and I recently celebrated being in our retirement community for two years. It...
🎋 God is my Boss 🎋
Each day around 6 pm, my wife and I dutifully tread the 500 feet from...
Guest Missives
Setting The Alarm… by JoAnn
For years, from my teens to my 50s, I set an alarm clock every night...
Something Odd… by JoAnn
Something odd happened to me today. I use a small, stainless steel electric percolator to...
Car Shopping… by JoAnn
This week, I found myself in need of a new form of transportation. My sweet...
The Bike… by JoAnn
When I was around 6 or 7 years old, my sister got a new bicycle...
Mama Boo… by Jane Strebel
She was a diminutive snippet of a woman, falling just short of five feet tall,...
High-Times on the 4th Floor… by Larry Fields
Two weeks ago, I was released from BRMC (Bristol Regional Medical Center) after an extended...
Anatomy of a Fall… by Larry Fields
Three weeks ago, I left the house telling my wife I was going to Lowe’s...
Cookie & Brownie… by JoAnn
Today is Valentine's Day. I woke up feeling rather alone on this holiday. I've always...
My Favorite Therapy… by JoAnn
A good friend of mine mentioned the other day that she felt blasting loud music...
Playing Santa Clause… by Larry Fields
I remember tearing across town on my to visit Grandma on the day my big...
AS MY WORLD TURNS
"She Cometh in Green"
On the branches of the hardwood trees, the buds do not dare spout.
The trees, in all their nakedness, stand shamelessly about.
Where is the tactless woman, our gift from God above?
Shall the fetus of the season be aborted and unloved?
The inviting lure of longer days and nights with far less chill have so far not awakended life, but soon we know it will.
She nudges every living thing that must now start anew.
The special touch of nature's hand that all life can construe.
The trees have come to realize and trust in what they've seen.
When winter's done and turns his back, she comes to us in green.
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