We all see them, in bathrooms, and on doors to any establishment. They are there to try to guide our behavior to what they prefer. But some are worded so well, they actually catch your attention!
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Our Summer Walks
I have been sharing some sunrise shots on Facebook, and decided to make a compilation blog of some of my favorite views.
Long-distance Family Gatherings for the Holidays
My adult children live in the same town I do, for which I am grateful and don’t take for granted. We have agreed we will not be gathering in-person on Thanksgiving Day, which is a first.
It’s time to put shoes back on!
…my Mom had a rule for her children, well, at least for me, that we couldn’t go barefoot until the ground was warm enough for the corn to be in it, to be planted in the Spring. And shoes had to go back on when the corn came out of the fields in the Fall.
Signs of our Times
I noticed different signage during our Safer-at-Home times downtown, and am sharing them with you all.
Confessions of a professed hand washer
I, as you are too, are probably frequently reading, to wash your hands! I thought, “They are preaching to the choir. I have been a believer and doer of this hand washing thing for decades.” A couple of decades ago my children and husband all came down with strep throat. I consoled myself that myContinue reading “Confessions of a professed hand washer”
…and sometimes I just sits.
A while back I wrote “Sometimes I sits and Thinks” observing the process of learning to be okay just being, not doing. The second phrase of this saying, “and sometimes I just sits” also has significance for me. Lately, meditating is the time for me to just sit, which is what I want to tell you about today.
“sometimes i sits and thinks…”
Musings of releasing oneself from the need to be productive.
On a Warm Day in June
I wrote about my brother Bob’s illness and subsequent death in The Winter of Grief.What I saved for this story is events I experienced, especially in the last year, involving my brother. Here’s the backstory: When Bob was diagnosed with Parkinson’s and Dementia in 2010, he started his care in a nursing home in theContinue reading “On a Warm Day in June”
The Winter of Grief
On January 4th, my nephew’s wife called to say my brother Bob was not eating and was declining. I hadn’t seen him since last June, and in December was told he could no longer participate in the phone conversations I had just had a month prior. I knew I needed to visit him. I rememberedContinue reading “The Winter of Grief”
Lorna's Meanderings 