Joy, an illusive butterfly Doesn't Atticus look like he's begging me to go jump in the lake? This will be quick. It’s 5:30 pm on Thursday. I am camping near the shores of Lake Michigan and it is 97 degrees as I write this. Do you know where Lake Michigan is? Well, it’s not Texas … Continue reading the Traveling Writing Room
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Beware: Alligators eat people Lessons learned this trip? My backing skills have improved. Draining the black and gray tanks doesn’t gross me out anymore. I’ve learned it’s best not to cover up your heater/air conditioner vents with stuff if you want them to actually to do their job. I learned how much I missed … Continue reading the Traveling Writing Room
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My earthly Wayside. Wayside. Today when my feet hit the sand and the waves ran over my toes, all was so familiar. For those of you who didn’t know, I grew up in Florida, not exactly where I am at the moment but a beach is a beach is a beach. Of course, I don’t … Continue reading the Traveling Writing Room
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On the Road Again Atticus, the pup, Towanda, the Chinook, and me, the old lady, are on the move again and grateful. However, never far from my mind and heart are the sufferings of those innocent ones in the Ukraine. I feel as most of us do, guilty that my life is abundant in safety … Continue reading the Traveling Writing Room
Peace
Photo by Jessica Lynn Lewis on Pexels.com Today my writing room is in Minnesota. I'm sitting on a couch with a cozy blanket, feet propped up and gazing out the front windows at a frozen lake layer with snow like icing on a cake. In the middle of the lake sits a lone ice fisherman … Continue reading Peace
The mess of Christmas
Christmas is not about 'perfect'. Thank goodness! We all know the Christmas season rarely looks like it does in a Hallmark movie. A couple walks hand-in-hand down a snow covered sidewalk peeping through store windows that are all decked out in tinsel and twinkle lights. Snow is gently falling. He is wearing a perfectly fitted … Continue reading The mess of Christmas
Season of Love
This week my writing room was my living room. Christmas tree is up and mood lighting abounds. They’re here! The holidays. Are you stressed yet? I’m not a fan of Black Friday or Cyber Monday or any of those hyped, super savings, preordained shopping days. So, no anxiety there. My anxiety comes from something I … Continue reading Season of Love
Stop
I was having a hard time coming up with a title of this blog entry that didn’t sound same-old like Thanksgiving, Thankfulness, Gratefulness, Give Thanks, right? A title that truly expressed how I felt as the holiday arrived.Stop. Yep, that’s it. Stop. Just stop it. Stop running. Stop talking. Stop wanting. Stop needing. Stop working. … Continue reading Stop
Fearless
The other night I couldn’t sleep so I read the book of Daniel. You remember the story of Daniel and the lion’s den from Sunday school, don’t you? Here’s the abbreviated version: Daniel was a Jew in exile and became a slave to King Nebuchadnezzar. The king had a reoccurring dream that started to drive … Continue reading Fearless
Recess
Since last week a word has been going through my head non-stop. The word is ‘recess’. I substituted in first grade on Friday and I heard it a lot. After attendance, the kiddos tried to convince me it was recess time. After snack, thirty minutes later, they tried again to convince me a brief recess … Continue reading Recess
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