Category Archives: hope
Heritage calls
Growing up a country kid in the north means hunting and fishing is common. A proud heritage is passed on from grandfather to father, father to son and in my case you can throw in mother and father and daughter … Continue reading
A Gift that Meets Our Need Is The Very Best
“Oh. It’s only clothes. “I had an idea when I was younger that all Christmas presents should be something you don’t need. I think others helped me in forming this idea. Gradually my idea of the perfect present has … Continue reading
Chutney is Life?
Watching all the turmoil around me, sometimes my attitude seems to be a bit fluffy. Maybe some of that is on purpose. I try to maintain a certain amount of denial so that the seriousness of it all doesn’t … Continue reading
Summer Calls and Kids Help It
Summer is at midpoint and I notice myself and people around me alternating between a panic and plodding moes. We like a collective ant colony movealong the path of seasonal tasks and pleasure. Produce and blossoms come in waves … Continue reading
Guilty till Proven Innocent Beyond the Shadow of a Doubt
In the life of a young couple I know the traditional idea of American law has been turned on it’s head. Not innocent until proven guilty beyond a shadow of doubt but the reverse has been the treatment they … Continue reading
Silent apologies to Plants
I find myself feeling sorry for the plants as we till our garden spot. I apologize inwardly ( I’m sorry to nip you in the bud this way) to the about to bloom forget me nots and the rambling … Continue reading
2005 mama fishsummer days 034
.flickr-photo { } . Now that it’s spring I am looking forward to some day like this one when I am able to get out there on the lake and catch a nice mess of fish. Memories of fishing with … Continue reading
The Rain Falls on Me and You
Every once in a while it seems life is like a clock and I suddenly get a glimpse of the inside and the way all the parts connect to each other. I was thinking about whys and hows yesterday as … Continue reading
Pain and Poetry on a Drizzly Day
“I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me and what can be the use of him is more than I can see”,Robert Louis Stevenson The day began with awareness of the feeling of broken glass … Continue reading
