Category: life
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more peace
Ever since visiting Assisi, Italy, I have been fascinated with the life and writings of St. Francis of Assisi, venerated for his love and blessing of animals, in addition to his devotion to bringing peace. Here is his most beautiful prayer. May peace surround all of you today and throughout the coming week. Lord, make…
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a morning adventure
On my early morning, sunrise walk, the dew point being so high (moisture in the air), a beautiful rainbow emerged, giving me pause to stop, appreciate and give thanks for the beauty of nature, admist the cacophony of life. It was much cooler this morning, so I extended my walk, hoping to be early enough…
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it’s dewy
– not the library Dewey Decimal system, organizing library books– not Dewey, brother of Huey and Louie Duck– not Mr. Dewey, the math teacher on Saved by the Bell. I’m talking about:– dewy air, the combination of high dew point and high temperature, leading to not only sweatiness, but also difficulty breathing. It’s harder for…
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watching grass grow
While I sit and literally watch grass grow, (defined as “watching something really boring),” here’s some interesting trivia to spice up your Tuesday morning. – reading historical articles on “watching grass grow” are even more boring– a Brit lady, the seed analyst, gets paid to make sure blades of grass are rising to the correct…
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it lives!
In reference to my post, requiem for a cactus, in which I moan about over-zealous association rules, resulting in the slaughter of my neighbor’s beautiful cactus… Today, I can report, with great enthusiasm, the majestic cactus lives, well, little sprouts have pushed their way up through the massacre! My hope is reborn. If I was…
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adventures in zooming
I must be one of the last people to learn how to facilitate a zoom call, which is rather ironic as I was one of the first to become a certified web class designer, developer, and facilitator. But, that was another lifetime or two ago. What inspired me to join the zoomer generation you ask.…
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family reunion
If you’ve been following me for a while, you know I am a committed Anglophile; it is in my blood as evidenced by the recent invitation to celebrate our heritage. My cousins and I will be getting together; our British ancestry traced back through Woodbury, England, to Southwark, London, 1620; sailing to Connecticut in the…
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requiem for….
… a cactus Apparently new neighborhood board members have become over-zealous, strictly enforcing the “plants cannot be higher than each residents’ short front wall” rule. To the extent of forcing my neighbor to cut down a beautiful, very old cactus. Several days later, viewing the results of the massacre, tears still form in my eyes.…
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it’s over
This all started when I noticed a blinking red light by my bed in the middle of the night. The warning light signaled my heating pad had given up the ghost. This was a very sad occasion, as my well-worn heating pad provided comfort through multiple cross country moves, as well as physical and emotional…
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