SoCS: Tossing it Out

I‘m going to toss this out there on a bold dare Launch a message at will while the neighbors fire up the grill I’m a stone’s throw away from saying what I need to say The line shall be cast far out and you’ll know what this is about The pitch is soon to be known without use of a cell phone Catapluted in your direction with a blogger’s affection Propelled as a response to a prompt’s nonchalance Heaved intoRead more

SoCS: In This Joint

What is this joint, where I sacrifice? It’s barren, lonely, dark What is this place, where I walk? The path of crushing pain Why am I here? What have I done, my friends to deserve this horrid end? Have I not loved you enough? Not forgiven you enough? I thought I kept you well fed. Yet, here I am. In this joint, this Calvary, I spend my final hours, alone and with bretheren. Eating, hanging out, walking in a gardenRead more

New Month, New Year

“January is here, with eyes that keenly glow, A frost-mailed warrior striding a shadowy steed of snow.” –  Edgar Fawcett After several days of above-normal temps, along with sun, rain, and pea-soup fog, it has turned colder and snowed. It’s a fitting start to the month of January in the Northern Hemisphere.  Snow and cold are expected here in the heart of winter, but not necessarily desired unless you own skis or a snowmobile.  I desire a gentler winter, with lessRead more

SoCS: Around the Sun in 12

Three hundred sixty-five and one-quarter times around the sun. Twelve months. Another year has passed by and 2019 is almost finito. I thought I would take each month of the past year and share one or two things I remembered about it (good or bad) and see what kind of picture is left. January – Horrible winter month. I worked from home one day, toward the end of the month, because the wind chill was -50F (-45.5C). Brrrr. February –Read more

With Open Wings

As I sit on a cloudy afternoon, listening to a feline snore, I think of the past few days and the people I truly adore. I feel the love of family and friends and the season of His birth. The hugs, the smiles and hopeful wishes for peace on this great, colorful earth. Surrounded by a gentle spirit and the gift of open wings, the knowing glance of an expectant child while the church emphatically sings. Never mind the giftsRead more

A Generous Christmas from the Pod

“Jingle! Jingle! Jingle” *snooork* “Wha? What’s happening?” “Wake up Ziva, it’s almost Christmas!” “You woke me up for that?” “Yeah, aren’t you excited?” “We still have two days and a sleep to go before Christmas.” “I know, I can barely wait!” “Wait for what?” “For Santa to bring me…I mean us…toys.” “Like all the toys you hide under the bed and dresser and couch?” “Some are irretrievable. I…we…need new ones.” “Mom just rescued a bunch with her long arms andRead more

Sing Christmas!

I’ve been at it since before Thanksgiving, the Christmas singing. At home. At work. In the car. Probably to the consternation of those who don’t appreciate a sometimes off-key alto. Don’t care, though. I love music, but especially the Christmas kind. Spreading cheer and good news. Singing about Santa, but most often about the newborn King. Pentatonix, Michael Buble, Chris Tomlin, For King and Country, Trans Siberian Orchestra, and more. The classics and the modern. Fast and slow. Uplifting andRead more

Breaking for Pie and Family

  I’ll be taking a break from blogging for the next ten days to two weeks. The brother bought me a plane ticket to Washington, D.C., for a long Thanksgiving weekend. There will be food and drink and laughs and perhaps a ride or two on the metro or in brother’s car. I haven’t been there in about three years, so I plan to be focused on doing the many things as I can in four full days rather thanRead more

Jell-O with an L

When I was very young, I had a hard time saying yellow. It came out as “Lell-O.” Jell-O with an L. Hello with an L. I have vague memories of the Lell-O, but the correct pronunciation eventually made its way out of my mouth and all was right in the world. Yellow was yellow again. Yellow is not my favorite color and it’s not due to the long-ago missing Y. It’s simply a matter of preferring jewel tones and blackRead more

Fifty-Five Years Later

Originally posted on Mary J Melange:
He had a dream. “I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up, live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.” Here we are, fifty-five years later. While there have been advancements in civil rights since Martin Luther King Jr’s famous speech in 1963, our country remains embroiled in the bigotry of non-acceptance. Not by all of its…

SoCS: Hurry Up!

Linda G. Hill gave us quite the prompt for this week’s Stream of Consciousness post: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘ask someone else.’ Either ask someone for a prompt word or, if you can’t, turn on a TV or a radio and choose a word from the first sentence you hear. Enjoy!” I was alone in the apartment at the time I read Linda’s prompt. So, I turned on the TV. There was Festus on theRead more

Joy on the Mountain

This is it. The fifth and final week of the Christmas Carol one-liners. I’m ending the series with two songs and not many words. There are links to the lyrics (click on the title of the song) and a short blurb of its origin from Wikipedia. Feel free to read as much or as little as you desire…or simply enjoy the Christmas music because you know that it will soon be gone from radio and TV, and either the coldRead more