Words

Press Play:     Words are music.   Words mark long the tempo hasten the pace smolder the passion lengthen the peace steady the pause.   Words sing loudly mark whimsy strut merry stomp hard celebrate wildly the glory of living.   Words whistle smirk groan swirl twirl and spin when life laughs loud with […]

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Autumn’s Song

Fall makes my heart soar with possibilities as colours flash sudden upon the hillside, a potent reminder of the Artist who delights me again and again with His Brush

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February Joy

Here in Ontario, we just had a snow day.  Not the fluffy snow, tobogganing, hot chocolate, stay in pyjamas and enjoy snow day.  No, we had a clean the house, get the speech written, and practice those instruments! with the way-too-tired mother, father and four rangy kids blizzard at the farm day. This morning, as […]

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Writer’s Hack

That first November snow. That first November cold. Hacky cough cracky cough brachy cough enough, cough. Flee.Pachyderm how you squirm and flail and wail and sail upon unchartered seas like a grey T-rex bigheaded shortlimbed thumper crashing through ideas hunting for substance hoping for sustenance one determined dinosaur pursuing truth shrugging shrinking reaching seeking craving […]

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That First Spring Day

Do you remember that first warm spring day in April after this long winter?  Do you have a winter that needs a good thaw?  Be encouraged.  It can all change with just one spring day… That First Warm Day Robins’ noisy joy opens ears, then eyes as soft sweet spring air pours through flung open […]

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Ode to Father

On this Father’s Day, for both my beloved Dad and Holy Father:The little girl sits on the groundA daisy in her fingersPlucking petals one by oneAs memory tenderly lingersHe loves me, He loves me more.He loves me,He loves me more.He loves me,He loves me moreHe loves me!!!Petals adorn the lawn,a gentle altar built in praise.Two […]

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Winter Joy

Here in Ontario, we just had a snow day.  Not the fluffy snow, tobogganing, hot chocolate, stay in pyjamas and enjoy snow day.  No, we had a clean the house, get the speech written, and practice those instruments! with the way-too-tired mother, father and four rangy kids blizzard at the farm day. This morning, as […]

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