Royal color. Bent with the weight of an evening snow.
Brought low, broken, pressed to the ground.
Covered in white. Motionless. Waiting for morning light.
A King….
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Last Saturday I put down an entire box of these in less than two hours.
It was the last box. And there’s the last cookie…
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Last week I reviewed two new children’s books on Meridian.
The first is an Easter book, called Easter Walk by Deborah Rowley.
Sweet story with wonderful…
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Who can forget Hayley Mills in Parent Trap? Pseudo-playing her guitar, pounding the piano, knocking her knees together Elvis-style, and singing both parts. Girls…
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And pretty happy about it.At 9 1/2 months, the boys are starting to get around. Rolling every which way, sliding backwards under the couches,…
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It stacks slowly on the holly tree outside my window.
Pooling on pointed leaves. Slicking berries that bleed under the ice.
A turn-coat sky keeps sifting,…
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You have to applaud your local media when they pick up a positive news story.
This week my Uncle Fred, who is a professor at…
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I’m gonna call it as I see it. The shifty clouds. The elements gathering.
Six more weeks of this could very well conjure up The…
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Thanks to Liz Draper for her eye, her lens, and the gift of another perspective.
Cheeks flushed with September warmth
they flutter ’round Grandma’s backyard
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I recently discovered this great website for mothering resources and encouragement.
Power of Moms was created to nurture the person inside the Mom, strengthen families,…