inSpirations and inSights on my pebbled garden path…
I've just returned from a smooth jazz festival in Cancun. Based on the line-up, I knew the music would be excellent but I hadn't counted on it raining every day.  This could have ruined a beach vacation but instead restored my hope in humankind. Moving the outdoor stage indoors due to the rain created extremely …
Someone read a poem today. That made me think The winding road is our lives. Many of us reach the same destination. Albeit different ways, Different paths, whys, hows, with different words for the same concept --- a nearly same experience. Isn't that the wonder of our uniqueness yet sameness? We begin a path, a …
When I look, really look at the variety of colors, shades, textures, patterns, sizes, etc., etc., etc., in the garden and mountains beyond, I am stunned. Consider, for just a moment, the endless shades of pink. How does that make you feel?
I made a hearty bouquet last week of wild tiger daylilies and spiderwort (Tradescantia ohiensis that I placed in a cobalt blue vase to greet me in the morning and accompany nighttime meals. This lively contrast of oranges and purples contained flowers in bloom and those in waiting. On day 2, several of the lilies …
Source: I Don't Get It In visiting another blog this afternoon, I was moved by the writer's sadness and confusion of impending death and realized each of us is so different in how we think about and interpret life. I came into this world contemplating death and vividly recall such thoughts as early as age …
wRighTing My Life 