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May Roses and the Tonic They Are

May Roses and the Tonic They Are

Overnight! Within twenty-four hours, May worked her magic, and the knock-out roses exploded with color – no fragrance. Their color, however, is so lush it jogged pleasant memories of soft, sweet smells. I’ve taken many photos of roses – so many of our Dallas rose bed...

Spring’s Weather Can Only Get Better

Spring’s Weather Can Only Get Better

Spring's Weather? The weather roared in as if spring thought she were winter, dumping inches of heavy, wet snow, and generating tinges of trepidation. I feared we'd lose power, again. But, we have come through the first snowfall of the new season, safe and warm; the...

Post-Birthday Re-post

Post-Birthday Re-post

Looking back over some post-birthday thoughts, I found this from April 18, 2014, which I am reposting. We were still in Dallas – and the untidy stack of boxes bugged me – but never their contents! Would it surprise you to know how little progress I’ve made sorting...

An Account of November 22, 1963

An Account of November 22, 1963

What I Experienced on November 22, 1963 Friday afternoon at Towson High School, in the class, “Problems of Democratic Living” taught by Miss Cora Dunn, I fought back the stupor that followed lunch and a smoke break. Thanksgiving was coming, so that meant a short week...

Even the Darkroom Has a Light

Even the Darkroom Has a Light

Fear is a more frequent companion these days – for a very good reason that was summed up by a quote in Sunday’s sermon: “Everywhere I look, a new river of blood seems to flow.” (The North Face of God, by Ken Gire) 1  Maybe “maturity” makes me see things I missed in...

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