Skipping through puddles in the parking lot. I found myself perusing the bookstore when I had some spare time on my hands this week. People huddling inside the door. Taking shelter from the rain outside. A damp and cold March afternoon. Infused with the scent of spring and the prospect of finding a new treasure hidden... Continue Reading →
Finding a gift in the most unlikely of places ~ When silence screams louder than words.
Just last weekend, my Sweet Louise and I got dressed up and headed downtown. We had two tickets for the beautiful, historic theatre. There's something special about seeing the marquee glowing. The night air was brisk as smiling patrons bustled into the ticket line. Excitedly anticipating the experience that lie ahead. We were spending the... Continue Reading →
When the words ‘disappointment’ & ‘identity’ are used in the same caption.
I think of how it must have been for my grandparents. For the centenarians. Those older adults who have seen so much in this world. In the passing of time. The changes they have witnessed on our revolving, spherical planet. Electric lamps. Aeroplanes. Automobiles. The telegraph. Telephones. Motion pictures. … Fast-forward to present day. Humanity... Continue Reading →
Finding God in the lost and wandering places.
My Sweet Louse is soundly sleeping. It is Saturday. The light outside just a notion of day. I fill the kettle and put water on the stove. Bundled-up in my coat and scarf, I go out into the cold morning air. Time to feed the birds. This has become my weekend ritual. … Back inside,... Continue Reading →