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Dear Reader, Perhaps you have read my recent blog post entitled, “Dear Person who sits under the Weeping Willow Tree.” If not, Click HERE. She and I both are finding the lake to be full of life lessons. You are invited to join us on this discovery. (You can read the beginning of the series…
Dear Readers: It never fails to surprise me how my Creator uses what he has created to inspire, speak to and encourage me. As the dialogue continues between me and the tree I have been watching since the Summer of 2017, you may find yourself wondering some of the same things we wonder about. If…
Dear Reader, thanks for joining me once again as I continue my dialogue with a tree I have been watching grow since the summer of 2017. If you haven’t read the recent posts between me and the Little Growing-out-of-the Rock Tree, start HERE. You’ll likely smile and might even relate as we talk about life…
Dear Reader, in this post I continue my dialogue with a tree I have been watching since the summer of 2017. If you haven’t read my recent post entitled, “Dear Tiny Growing-our-of-the rock Tree, you’ll want to click HERE first. Dear person who sits under the Weeping Willow Tree, So why are you surprised I…
Sometimes thoughts land in my journal, or on my Facebook page, and stay right there. Today I give you three of them all wrapped up in one blog post, “Psalm 27, Sunsets and Trying Harder.”
(from my August 2020 journal) Here you are again in your spot along my lake. How did you get here? Over to the south and up on the bank is a tree with leaves that look much like yours. I wonder if the wind carried one of her seeds to this crack in the rocks?…
Up to her usual shenanigans, April plays with us once again. She dusts our neighborhoods with snow while we sleep, chuckling at our dismay as we peer out the window in the morning. It doesn’t seem to matter to her we have the hammock and the swing in the yard. She tells us its sweater-time…
If you have been reading for awhile here, you know I occasionally reference things my grandchildren have taught me. I find they are in the background of my mind most of my days. It’s no surprise when I sit down to be quiet, what is in the background comes to the fore. Today when I…
Sea glass, also called beach glass, is any glass that has eventually found its way to a body of water that has a sufficient combination of surf, sand, and stone to naturally tumble, smooth, and frost the shard into a genuine gem.” Sea Glass Journal. While sea glass is processed by the salt water…
The Changing of Seasons; of Geese, Flying South. It happens each year about now. They take a respite on Lake Opeka on their way south. It’s not that I love geese so much. In fact, I’d much rather they stay up in the air, flying wherever they fly, instead of hanging around mylake and messing…