The Zinnia Princess
The Eternal God planted a garden in the east of Eden–a place of utter delight. Genesis 2:8 Click to listen as you read. 🙂 Creamy, tender skin is iridescent in morning light, plumped with life, like it’s been filled to its capacity with the morning dew. It is the small hand of the Zinnia Princess,…
I Am Distilled
I am Charlie Kirk
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Trust Fall
The cuckoo clock click, click, clicks as I pull the pine cone weights up again. I hung the clock some four years ago, but the ticking is a wee fast, or a wee slow. It requires a perfect setting for perfect time and since I’ve never performed perfection in my life, I wait for a…
Come Let us Reason
“Come let us reason together”, says the Lord. ”Though your sins be as scarlet, they will be white as snow.” Isaiah 1:18 Snow covered the yard and wind was relentless for days. Nevertheless, snow is exciting, and tucks one into a cozy frame of mind, removing a myriad of options from a day off. In the quiet…
Flourish
Psalms 92:12 The righteous will flourish like the palm tree: he will grow like a cedar in Lebanon. The best thing about us is the YOU in this little person-realmy-realm. You are the flavor of spring in me, the buzzy-bee, happy-We. You smell like hyacinth, you feel feather-light, your magic swells my senses high. I…
Poppy Seed and Peppercorn
A Tale of a Seed Poppy seed to peppercorn, come together in time and space, start your race here and now. Wee one hidden in holds of flesh, dust come alive, miracle of miracles. You are, and we flip our lids over this. Poppy Seed, oh, Peppercorn, 3 dimensional and more. Your spark ignites in…
2024
Click the sound track of contemplating a new year.🙂❤️🤔😍 December 31, 2023 Sunday I’ve woke again in the middle of the night (12:30 a.m.) but with already 6 hours of sleep behind me I lay awake and now I sit with coffee at 3:11 a.m. My sleep is a wavy, wily thing lately and I…
About This Cat
Miss Bossy Pants climbs onto my stomach, sits her bottom on top of my left forearm and softly chews at my zipper. It is cool, 61 degrees inside this house and 38 outside. The season is slowly changing. I like the gentle easing into a new season. In Arkansas a string of freezing October nights…
Sweet Things
When happy seems just out of reach and life seems bare of benefits, chase sweet things. When what you had slipped far away, dreams replaced….reality, when what you’d lost is what you see, chase sweet things. A lazy day in a wood canoe, catching blue eyes across a room, talks that cause a love to…
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