The spring is known for new birth. The summer, as a time of expansion and growing to full measure. The autumn is a time of harvest. And after the work is complete, winter calls for rest. Each season has its Continue reading In its season.
This needs to be written before its forgotten. And perhaps, with the writing will come a greater likelihood I’ll remember the next time. It’s not just one thing though … On Monday, I shared about how Jonathon’s passing reminded me Continue reading Forgotten.
There’s always a book that seems like its been with us forever. It lingers, from shelf to shelf … as if awaiting its moment to be heard. For me, there are actually a few, but one in particular is The Continue reading Be still ~ know ~
Front to back. Beginning to end. The whole ball of wax. Oh, my apologies, off thinking on my own … a treacherous place at times 🙂 . It was all about keeping my mind on the day. The whole day. Continue reading The whole ball of wax.