It’s A Hub
Yep, 2 a.m. Near Maple Drive the early morning roll call you’ve gifted since Husband and I made the decision to sell 9549 has eased up, BIG time. But every now and again, a twinge of doubt, a flutter of are we making the right move ?? a whisper of shhhh brain, shhhhh enters my …
Oh ♥ Coffee
Pulled from the archives on this National Coffee Day, because, when the big storm hit August 11 and the power went out, before the DoorDash and Grubhub angels appeared … Good People I discovered what I missed most & oh, coffee it’s you … Coffee has been part of my a.m.’s for as long as …
THAT
It’s my favorite time of day, predawn early, where there’s nothing but quiet, where I am alone with my thoughts, my convictions, my wonders. And most days, it’s incredibly easy to crawl out from under those covers and make my way to here, my Happy Place. But, every now and again, a tiny emotion called …
Happy :) Nutshell
My words are stubbornly stubborn this morning, hiding and dodging and urgh, so instead of fighting the inevitable I’ve Got Nothing, I offer inspiration from others ♥ & & & & if that don’t say it all in a simple, happy nutshell ?? YaY Have yourself a wonderful today. 🙂 ‘Cause Jesus Told Me So
Sure ♥ Take It
Uh-huh. It’s true. We are moving, from a house we’ve hunkered in for 40+ years 9549 to a new town, new vibes, new this, new that Officially Official & wow, emotions are many. Near Maple Drive So. As I sort through Your ♥ Pics as I comfort a sweet, sentimental soul ! Because ! ♥ …
Puzzle Piece
I’ve found a tiny piece of me That was lost so long ago A forgotten, little puzzle piece And yet, I’ve missed it so This puzzle piece found deep within Locked away for all those years Has resurfaced, oh so suddenly Gone now, are all my fears You are the little puzzle piece That has …
The Good News …
Welp. The good news is, you’re in for a treat ! ! The bad ? Those Chicago Bears lost yesterday & I’m bummed. I share this poem once a year & lucky you, that day is today. waaaaaaaa. ……………………. I’m stuck in a hole I don’t want to move I would rather just sit here …
Gratefully Here
The a.m.-s are getting cooler and I realize, their time in this season is winding down, but DANG, Crickets, how I love your serenade. Soft, rhythmic, unfailing, your song calms any wonders or worries I may be feeling, and like a whispered promise, I know you’ll be there. Eventually, always a chirp of an early …