morning opens softly

Uncategorized Jan 04, 2023

morning opens softly
like the pale pink lining of a shell
to swell and expel the darkness

the day is just beginning
as all the little fisher-folk
head home to berth and bed

Liz McFadzean

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christmas in my house

Uncategorized Dec 28, 2022

Like a voyeur
in my own home,
I peer from the dimness
of a separate room,
through the French doors,
on my husband
at his morning prayers
bathed in warmth,
an angel observing
from over his shoulder,
a seraph with three wings--
one in each hand
and one under her feet.
The sun streams in from the east,

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Uncategorized Dec 21, 2022

The 20th century American social critic William Stringfellow identified Advent as the “Penitential Season.”  I think the modern church thinks of Lent, not Advent, as the season of repentance, but mostly modern man ignores the idea of repentance at all.  If, in preparation...

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an advent unveiling

Uncategorized Dec 14, 2022

The snow falls softly at first,
big thick flakes that melt on impact,
then picking up steam,
blow sideways
and form a shimmery, gossamer veil
that steals the moment
like a half-rate, ham actor
chewing the scenery and upstaging
what is earthy and real,
hiding it under drifts of glistening white

but when...

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death valley day

Uncategorized Dec 07, 2022

In planning our long cross-country trips, I’ve settled into the sweet spot of about six hours of driving each day.  This allows us to get up for a leisurely breakfast, and takes into account any needed lunch and gas stops, ensuring that our arrival is before dark.  Dave...

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bryce canyon at sunrise

Uncategorized Nov 30, 2022

In June, when we drove cross-country with our grandson, we purchased a senior pass for the National Park System.  Good for a year from the month of purchase, it has to be one of the best deals around.  It costs $20 for a senior citizen and anyone in the car.  I think after five...

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yellow aspens

Uncategorized Nov 24, 2022

the heavens wail and keen
  throwing cold, wet darts
slickering and slippering
  the snaky mountain roads

but even without sun
  to make them shine
the hilltops give off
  a holy golden glow

the Midas touch, sprinkling
  the slopes with aspen yellow
will not be dulled

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on the kansas prairie

Uncategorized Nov 16, 2022

on the Kansas prairie
  in a distant town
he is startling starlings 
  as the sun goes down

weary from his travels
  and not home yet,
larking after meadowlarks
  until the sun has set

chasing crows and cowbirds,
  wistful over wrens,
unflinching around finches
  as the...

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national churchill museum

Uncategorized Nov 09, 2022

For the last two summers I have served as the chairperson of the Epworth Historical Society.  Our committee of twelve oversees the Epworth Museum in our historic hotel, built in 1894.  One of the men on this committee is a docent at America’s National Churchill Museum in Fulton,...

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the roofless church, new harmony

Uncategorized Nov 02, 2022

Upon checking out of our hotel in Evansville, we began our trip west in earnest.  I had not planned on stopping again until we needed food or gas, but my navigation app directed us to within a couple of miles of New Harmony, Indiana, the first place where Dave and I did summer theatre...

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