Monthly Archives: March 2011

SOCIAL GATHERINGS

I have noticed that folks at gatherings prefer their voice to mine. It may not be the way it is with you and were I seated by your side you might prefer to listen. Perhaps the both of us would … Continue reading

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GREEN COWS

The cows came while  we were sipping coffee on our  deck — came to our backyard fence and started  munching — lured by a bale of hay thrown there yesterday’ by  Tracy Green, their owner. To him the cows mean … Continue reading

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THE PEST

I well remember being the younger brother pest. But I outgrew that and in its place an affection began which has been growing ever since so long ago when I was so engaged in making her mad. I was good … Continue reading

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SHE’S GENEROUS

She’s generous — gives a  lot away to people in distress — to many causes — and she’s  conscientious about the feeding  of the birds. I’m not a generous person but because she is I feel  involved  in generosity and … Continue reading

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THE THROW

It seems so different here tonight — here in this room — in this cherished place where I think and read and often write. I can only see what is around me and cannot look beyond the windows. I could … Continue reading

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DEALING WITH POOR WEATHER

Sometimes the weather gets under my skin and wraps itself around  my soul and dreariness consumes me. Then  I become a candidate for self pity. I could join the whiners for there’s reason for complaint. I’ve been tempted now and … Continue reading

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MY JOY SUSTAINED

I sit beneath the first warm sunshine of the year basking with such pleasure — feeling the heat from head to toe. Oh, you must know the feeling. I’ve recently walked away from images of unimaginable suffering — TV’s offerings … Continue reading

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WAITING

I am not much good at waiting though I’ve had lots of practice: waiting in line — waiting in the doctor’s office — waiting for the the phone call. I sleep a third of my life away. How much has … Continue reading

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THE ITCH

There is something about an itch (if it is a modest one and scratched with modest force) that makes you glad it came into being rather than never to have been all. Of course, if  it occurs in places difficult … Continue reading

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THE WRONG THING

Over the years I’ve often heard it said (especially at funerals) God does not give you more than you can bear. I don’t think so! I’ve known folks who, in my opinion have had too much. It doesn’t seem to … Continue reading

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