shine your light

super supermoon 

November full moon

shine on

shine bright

even from behind the clouds

you light up the night

November 13, 2016


Thou art with me

THIS DESCRIBES MY KITTEN, PANZER! He has snuck past Blue dog’s self appointed guard post at the top of the basement stairs TWICE in recent days! The first time I found the cat on the stove while Blue kept staring down the basement staircase not knowing he and Panzer were on the same floor in adjacent rooms. The second time we realized Panzer wasn’t in the basement I took Blue out for a walk while my oldest son shook the cat food bag until he found the kitten upstairs in my room.   

 The stare down. 

Psalm 23:4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

March 20, 2016


Must be springtime. *happy smile and content sigh with birdsong and sunshine in the background* Blue dog says hi. *woof* 

March 19, 2016


permission granted

I said yes to myself today. Yes to the most beautiful, fragrant, lavender roses with red edged tips. Unique and lovely, they eased the unexpected ache inside. I put them in my cart knowing they were not on sale, and more expensive at $10 than the clearance grocery store bouquets I usually give myself permission to buy. I needed them. More than I realized until after I placed them in a clear glass vase upon the solid oak kitchen table. Ever since, these unique, two-tone roses have been filling the room with a pleasant perfume in lieu of the wet dog, teenage boy and other non-rose scents that often linger. I needed them today, this bouquet, more than I knew. Ahhh. Much better. 

March 13, 2016


super new moon eclipse night

  mango snack 

standing up in the kitchen

almost 8pm

watching “Must Love Dogs” yet again

dishes nearly done

Yay me!

March 8, 2016


nearly new

The morning stars shine brighter in the backyard, away from the streetlights. Hello, crescent moon. Nearly new moon. Time waning.
February 4, 2016


jinxed toast

FOR THE RECORD: I haven’t burnt toast this badly in years, at least the smoke alarm did not go off, the toaster was on the correct setting (in the middle) but didn’t pop up in time. I ate one, tossed one and made more toast that was “just right.” I jinxed myself by mentioning my long ago burnt toast mornings at Art Circle on Thursday night. I got cocky. Thought I had making toast figured out. Lesson learned. Humility. 

January 17, 2016