Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: My Evolution
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A new first for me yesterday - instead of zooming past with my good intentions still tucked in my purse because I'm already late for a soccer game or something and just don't have time, I finally visited the organic vegetable farm stand in Jonestown. Angel Valley Organic Farm has been operating this stand every Saturday morning for about five years,…
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I can feel myself changing as I get closer to fifty – I think a lot about what to do with my time once my nest is really empty in a few months. That's not so unusual. I think it happens to most of us, men and women, when we hit this Midlife Adventure. When my kids…
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I think I have a new favorite blog – Book Babes. I admit I haven't read that much of it, but how can I resist a blog about BOOKS and MIDLIFE? Granted, I don't have much time to read, but that makes their blog even better – they do the screening for me and pick…
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Monday after work I made a beeline to the church to light a candle. I normally light one after Mass every Sunday, but this past Sunday I was at Mama and Daddy's Baptist church. No candles. I like the Catholic tradition of lighting prayer candles – the idea of a continuous flame pointing up to God, carrying my…
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Tonight I watched Kendall in her last marching band performance. I felt a mixture of relief and wistfulness…I've spent most of my autumn Friday nights and Saturdays the last few years helping the band. It's a lot of work. My heart went out of it last year, partly because of school district politics, and it just hasn't been…
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My dear friend Ann turns fifty today. Ann is fifty….Ann is fifty? No….no matter how often I write it, or how many more years go by, Ann will never be fifty..or fifty-five…or sixty. Ann is and always has been ageless…her spirit is simultaneously young and old…fun-loving, adventurous, spontaneous, mischievous, passionate…marbled with wisdom, peacefulness, charm, practicality, and common sense. …
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They started as unimpressive green-brown clumps plopped along the side of the road and mixed in with the taller prairie grasses spreading into the trees. The tips turned yellow, but I still thought of them as some kind of weed. Then one morning, I paid closer attention…lo and behold, the yellow tips were…
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The minute I spotted them at the Oktoberfest garage sale Saturday, I thought they would be perfect for displaying our old VHS tapes (I'm watching some of them for my class)…better than the cardboard boxes we have them in now, anyway. For $15, it was worth the gamble; I could always donate them back to…
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We huddled on the metal steps near the top of the stands, tucked between the marching band on our left and whooping spectators on our right. There were no seats left in our small stadium – it was Homecoming in a winning season of high school football in Texas. But we were oblivious…
Long Hollow 