Wasting Time ‘Tilting at Windmills’

Wasting Time ‘Tilting at Windmills’

“Tilting at windmills.” This phrase came to mind as my husband I walked among the windmills at a local outdoor museum on Father’s Day. I had no idea where I’d heard it before, so of course, later in the day, I googled it. The...

Tending the Garden: Pour and Listen

The dry spell was broken over the weekend and finally my outdoor plants received a showering that did not come from my watering can. Everything is lush and green this morning, and for that I am grateful. I have more than one watering can, but only the galvanized metal...
Time for a Little Dancing in the Foyer

Time for a Little Dancing in the Foyer

It was a sweet picture. A tiny Mama, grey hair disheveled and shoulders draped with a fluffy child’s blanket, twinkled as she shuffled her feet and waved her frail hands. Her smiling, middle-aged son lightly touched her dancing fingers and attempted to guide her...
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