Traversing the landscape of loss.

It's a quiet morning on the lake. A light fog has settled in, stretching a thin layer of gauze across the horizon. The air is cool and misty laden. An intermittent drizzly haze. Geese glide. The world seems still ~ enveloped in silence. Even birds, softly sleeping late into the morning. Tightly tucked. Safe in their... Continue Reading →

Zinnia bouquets & lemonade afternoons.

Mary's zinnias. Vibrant bursts of color that bordered the garden. On these still chilly days of springtime it's nice close my eyes and remember... The warm summer winds rushing through the cornfields on the farm. A peaceful sound I'll never forget. I could sit there for hours. Still and silent in the midst of the... Continue Reading →

Blessings of a broken heart.

I remember him telling me to one day write this love story. The one that started along the river's edge. And I told him that I couldn't write it until God finished it. … I find freedom in writing. In the spilling of thoughts and emotions out onto a page.  Getting things outside of me. It's a... Continue Reading →

Let’s go for a walk…and leave our mittens at home : )

I have a favorite pair of mittens.   They are woolen and oh, so warm! They were a gift from a friend some years back.  You might see the small holes, and the little wooden beads ~ a few of them have popped off. It's no matter to me.  They are still the best for... Continue Reading →

having new eyes…

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." ~ Marcel Proust 676 miles away. NYC ~ The Big Apple. She left on Monday morning.  A regular trip to school, only this time instead of her backpack, she was sporting an adorable carry on and a rolling suitcase... Continue Reading →

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