Ecclesiates 3

Everything Has Its Time  To everything there is a season,A time for every purpose under heaven: 2 A time to be born,And a time to die;A time to plant,And a time to pluck what is planted;3 A time to kill,And a time to heal;A time to break down,And a time to build up;4 A time to weep,And a

Easter…

Sunday is Easter Sunday. For some, a time of Easter baskets filled with chocolate, jelly beans, marshmallow bunnies and other goodies. For others a time for a new spring dress, hats, accessories. Still others go to church for their yearly obligation to be fulfilled. I was raised as a Catholic. Easter week was spent mostly

Fear and the Written Word…

Yesterday I commented on a blog that if the writer had found my writing mojo, please send it back to me.  I said it half in jest, half in truth.   Some may say I have had writer’s block, but, I think in truth I have just not written much out of fear. The beginning of

Leaving a Trace…

When we moved into this upstate area five years ago, hubby and I noticed quickly the old farmhouses dotting the landscape.  One caught my eye almost immediately.  It looked like it had been a well loved home and I often mentioned that I wish I could hear the stories the walls could tell. The house

A Reminder…

After my last post, I truly thought about closing my blog.  I did some soul searching and left several groups that I was a part of, but didn’t participate in.   I looked at my friends list and did a serious look at them.   I basically did a mid year mind search and seriously looked at

ALL Lives Matter…

It is early in the morning hours on June 3rd.   Yesterday all social media was flooded by black.   I really had no idea of it, I may be sheltered, or I may just hadn’t seen anything about it.   In any case, I did not participate.   Why?   Because, to me every life on this planet matters.  

Around the Table…

Do you remember the first day of school?   You go into a classroom and look around at all the strangers wondering who they are and if you would ever have anything in common with them. In the fall of last year, hubby was being seen at the VA hospital locally and it was recommended to

Thoughts on Her Birthday…

 He renews my strength. He guides me along right paths, Psalm 23:3a  (New Living Translation) I have had my blog since 2013.  In the five years writing, I have only written about this woman twice on her birthday.  I just checked to make certain. I was eleven when she died. Some years her birthday warrants

So over it…

Today I am using my blog as a place to air my opinions.  I do not want to cause a discussion in my comment section, I just want to state some things. I am a Northern born Yankee.  I lived the first part of my life north of the Mason-Dixon line.   I learned about the