Tag Archives: joy
In a texting and messaging kind of world it seems we’ve evolved into the use of short cut keys and emoticons to express our feelings. One has to laugh that it took us so long to develop the “technology.” The morning sky as…..
A short drive just to see the mesa and mountains. A gray horse enjoying the sunshine and grasses. As I took his picture I thought I had met him before. It was a road I had not traveled, so where, my friend did we meet?…..
Yes my little friend, I am looking at you. Are you wondering what I see? Or perhaps, you are looking at me, and I am wondering what YOU see. Or, maybe, just maybe, for a brief infinite precious moment, we are simply…..
A treasured road in the fall and winter. Such a glorious dance of limbs and branches. Monday’s drive caught me by surprise as I noticed how green and beautiful was spring’s canopy. Oh I missed the dance of limbs and branches…..
A much needed journey to Maxwell Wildlife Sanctuary in New Mexico. Given the vast number of birds there during migration, I thought surely it would be filled with nesting geese and other birds. The lake was empty save for less than a…..
I sat on the grass with the weed eater cradled in my lap. I pondered the size of the hand that must have determined the width of the spool and the two buttons you must press to release the cover. I know my hands are small. I know my hands have lost so much strength and their fingers are bent. But what size hand would fit such a device? I sat on the earth using my feet as additional hands…..
I will remember the weary gasped “Hello my friend!” Three difficult days of driving so many miles in dense fog, hail, and heavy rain, I had not seen my anchor’s face. The mountain is called Fischer’s Peak. All who live here call it…..
Two photos. Two tales. One Whisper. The tree filled with your songs and others as you buzzed around the nectar becoming so rare these days. I sighed in awe. I sighed in despair to think of how our actions have…..
Sing my little friend! Keep singing! The mesa and lake were filled with the Meadowlarks’ songs. One had to stop and listen. What more can be said if you can imagine the heavens filled with the power of simple joy sung…..
There were three large boxes stacked on top of each other and a small little box on top. Just boxes stacked. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a person. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a heart and killer smile. No, more than that.
A surprise birthday party for someone a nurse, two CNAs and myself consider a friend. A friend who is dying. No, no one wondered if this would be her last. Simply…..
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