“You cannot do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it will be too late.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson
Category Archives: Age
Spring into Summer
It felt great to have a few warm March days after a very cold February. It was warm enough to finally bring in the Christmas lights that I strung around the yard during the last warm days in November. All the electric cords were buried under inches of snow and ice for months. John GreenleafContinue reading “Spring into Summer”
Constructing a Building is like Crafting a Life
Fix foundational defects before adding surface pretties.
A HORSE IN EVERY ROOM
One of my ways of coping with so much time alone [during the pandemic] has been to rearrange the furniture several times.
Dignity for All
This is the first blog entry I’ve attempted since my failed attempt at humor at Easter this year. It’s difficult to write anything meaningful in these stressful times. I’ve written poems this spring, but since my writing group isn’t meeting, they sit in draft stage waiting for an opportunity to be workshopped. Regardless of topic,Continue reading “Dignity for All”
IN THE AGE OF FIRSTS
Listening to the news this month started me thinking about the idea of “firsts.” It’s the first time so many nations around the world have faced a deadly virus like COVID-19 in such a short time period. It appears to spread like the seeds of a dandelion in the wind. Most countries are not preparedContinue reading “IN THE AGE OF FIRSTS”
Time and Quiet
Sometimes I need quiet to free my brain of daily distractions to put pen to paper or fingers to my keyboard. There’s certainly a lot to distract us as we search for good news amongst the mostly bad news about COVID-19 that is on TV, social media, and in newspapers. The reader will see aContinue reading “Time and Quiet”
Lessons learned in the past few years
Lets stop shooting each other.
Growing Up on a Farm
My poem, Farm Sale, tells about the day my parents held a farm sale, prior to their move from farm to a house in town in 1982. The poem was published in The Sea Letter Journal The photo is blurry because it’s from 1982, taken on a tiny point-and-shoot camera and because my hands shookContinue reading “Growing Up on a Farm”
Transitions
Weather changes can be challenging for people with depression.
