Who’s the adult?
It had been a full morning. Full. But good. The productive sort of good.
Christmas at Our House
DRAFTING .... A record of the ways three generations have celebrated Christmas with Christ-focused and family-focused activities. She asked, What are the Christ-centered ways you celebrated Christmas?I decided to answer with a blog post. These are things we have done...
In the Rain
High we held our umbrellas…
Raindrops played our sweet love song…
Raindrops fell like saltless tears…
Raindrops drift, white and gentle…
Low we hold our umbrella…
Yaquina Head Lighthouse
SOL25-1118 This is the place our family often visits. Four generations. This is the place where sea lions soak in the sun on seastacks or swim in the shallow water near the shore. They bark at us; we bark back. This is the place where the beach is smooth, round, gray...
Atlantic to Pacific
To think, I could just keep driving and driving and driving, never leave that highway and drive some more and after many hours, many days, maybe even a week or two, I would be in Boston.
Rockaway
Whether it rains or shines,
the sea is good for my soul,
better than any medicine!
The List
It’s one of our more amusing pastimes. Is it another old age thing?
It is October
. . . there is a light fog, a misty sort of fog. I let out my breath slowly in a long gentle puff. It swirls in front of my face before it drifts away.
The Color of Trash
“Remember. Put your plastic wrapper in the trashcan.”
Freed to Soar
With a sudden escalating roar, we launch forward like a rock from a boy’s sling.
If Today Gets Difficult
If today gets difficult, I will remember . . .
A New Day
In the darkness that precedes this mid-August dawn, I sip my coffee and savor the damp coolness that has drifted in from the sea and lifted the fragrance of fading lavender and blooming peppermint.
Sea Fog
The marine layer rolls in like a whispered secret,
softening the edges of the Oregon Coast and
turning the familiar into something dreamlike.
A Summer Afternoon
I lean back in my Adirondack chair, close my eyes, and let moment wash over me.
Get That Wasp
Reclining in a lawn chair, relaxing on a warm summer afternoon.
Crazy Dreams
This is what happened . . .
Because Life Goes By So Fast
Get outside and feel the breeze
Look up and and stand beneath the trees
Put your bare feet on the ground
Let loose and dance around
The Sound of a Going
I like the sound of wind in the tops of trees.
. . .
To Laugh Often
Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing . . .
Echoes of Road Trips
We always had at least one flat tire during the trip. A car parked on the side of the highway, jacked up and missing a tire was a common sight along highways back then.
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