A few snow pics
March 22, 2018
I took these pictures yesterday during various stages of our surprise “Spring” snowstorm. Just little signs of Creation and beauty everywhere. Enjoy!
Category: photography
Tired and Mossy
March 15, 2018
Just in front of my parking space yesterday was this mossy trunk of a stately oak tree. The grass wasn’t sprouting yet. The branches were bare, and last year’s leaves blew around on the ground beneath her. No sign of spring anywhere… I had a moment of familiarity. The cold, dark, and windy days we’re … More Tired and Mossy
Before the wind hits
March 10, 2017
I enjoyed the frailty of the blossoms with the sturdiness of the trunk and branches. For a few, brief days, we are blessed with this display of beauty. We always wish the blossoms would last longer. They are a brief, shining, stunning moment that fades all too quickly. Enjoy the last bits of loveliness before … More Before the wind hits
Blue Christmas
November 26, 2016
Diana Butler Bass writes in a recent article in the Washington Post about the emotional stress that has filled the days and weeks since the Presidential election. Not just stress from who won or lost, but the increase of uncivil behavior towards one another. It’s wearying to the mind and the Spirit. (I’m not immune … More Blue Christmas
Back to my roots
July 16, 2016
A wise woman once said to me that there are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these, she said, is roots, the other, wings. Quoted by Hodding Carter in “Where Main Street Meets the River” We had our annual family reunion last week. It was full … More Back to my roots
After the storm
January 24, 2016
In case you hadn’t heard, it snowed. It snowed A LOT. For about 36 hours, we watched the piles grow taller and taller. It was beautiful. After about 16 hours of shoveling, first the driveway and then the leavings from the snow plow, we were back to a regular schedule. But life, for just a … More After the storm
The Movement of the Spirit
October 4, 2015
I was running to my car in the rain, doing my best to not get completely drenched. The promised wind and rain arrived and that meant traffic would be worse than usual. Lovely. My shirt and hair were drenched, my glasses smudged, and my shoes squished. I hate seeing patients when I’m little more than … More The Movement of the Spirit
