a mourning dove landed on the backyard deck
I spied her through the window and said, “Good morning, beautiful”
the sun is shining
the sky is blue
welcome sights
yesterday’s dusting of snow lingers
the air is blustery cold
a bird from The Lord
for me, a widow
peace be with you
March 19, 2023
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sunrise
Son rise
HE IS RISEN!
Easter Sunday’s joyful shout
we celebrate a risen Savior
thank you, Jesus
for all of it
March 27, 2016
sunrise
Palm Sunday
Hosanna
one week until Easter
Son rise 
John 12:12-13 On the next day much people that were come to the feast, when they heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem, Took branches of palm trees, and went forth to meet him, and cried, Hosanna: Blessed is the King of Israel that cometh in the name of the Lord.
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
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
mango snack
standing up in the kitchen
almost 8pm
watching “Must Love Dogs” yet again
dishes nearly done
Yay me!
March 8, 2016
pink clouds in the sunset
soft and dreamy
spring is springing
days are lengthening
birds are singing
love is in the air
kind of clouds
March 7, 2016 Photos taken at 6:00 p.m. and 6:03 p.m. from the sidewalk with Blue.
I haven’t put my feet on the floor yet but have been awake awhile. I can hear the birds singing and it makes me smile. My grandparents went birding together all over America. Birdsong is soul balm this morning. Singing a happy song.
March 29, 2015
“Hello little mouse.
Welcome home to your house.”
Words I said to my youngest son as we met at the top of the stairs.
He’d just returned home from an overnight with friends.
He was walking up.
I was about to descend after starting a load of laundry.
He was almost to his bedroom with a twin pack of Little Debbie snack cakes in his hand.
He hadn’t gotten there quite fast enough.
He replied with a grin and attempted a Jedi mind trick with the words, “You didn’t see anything.”
Oh, but I did.
The pantry is self serve and holds a plethora of goodies.
If only the food refilled automatically…
Though from his point of view, it does.
Gradually, when favorites are “disappeared” from one too many mouse raids, the children are learning to recycle the empty boxes and tell me if something is nearly or completely gone.
[creak of pantry door]
[tip toe tip toe away]
[crinkle of the wrapper]
[mmmmm so yum]
NOTE TO MOUSE: Throw the “evidence” away.
*squeak*
March 15, 2015
This conversation really occurred at the top of the stairs around 10:30 this morning. Afterwards I checked the pantry and there is at least one unopened box of Little Debbie snack cakes remaining. My oldest son calls this particular flavor, “Heaven Bites.” They must be really, REALLY good!
I love the way the sun can rise and light the sky as both a fireball of gold and serene pastels at the same time. Blue and I took our favorite park walk this morning. Just a heavy frost on the ground. No snow. No ice. No rain puddles. The air was brisk but the wind was still. Heard songbirds sing and geese honk as they flew. No cars. Another woman was walking alone. She smiled as she overheard me say with a tug, “Come on, Blue. Let’s walk.” We did, as the sun rose and painted the sky both behind and before me. Now home. Good morning.
March 30, 2014
Turquoise Tangles 