I could not prove the Years had feet

Last week I discovered this delightful poem by Emily Dickinson. She was about 32 years old when she wrote it. It’s full of wisdom and a touch of self-directed humor. Read the rest of this entry »

Can you imagine a grapevine hoarding a single grape? Refusing to let it drop to the ground? George MacDonald suggests he might be a fool of a similar sort. Read on…. Read the rest of this entry »

Tomorrow’s forecast calls for snow and more snow. Not a ton. Just messy stuff followed by rain. I’m not complaining. The trees and shrubs will be happy. Still, it’s almost spring! So here’s what I’ll feast my eyes on when I wake up tomorrow–photos from Longwood Gardens’ annual Orchid Extravaganza. Read the rest of this entry »

The sun is shining! I’m alive and getting clear about what to do and what not to do to help my one and only heart. Here’s a quick update just for you!
First, the good news. Read the rest of this entry »

In the late 1970s I was studying theology at Vanderbilt University. Getting through coursework and comprehensive exams was frightful enough. But more terrifying was the requirement that I write a dissertation that would Read the rest of this entry »

The photo above isn’t at all connected to my dream. It is, however, a magnificent view of a tiny corner of stuff the good people at Longwood Gardens take care of so I don’t have to take care of it! Isn’t that wonderful? I think so.
Now here’s the dream. Read the rest of this entry »