Isolation insulation

I spend the sunset moments in gratitude, ever mindful of my rural isolation and my blessings. The fiery sky was ablaze and far more interesting than anything on the TV behind me. It reminds me to count my blessings. And yet….

Sunday Sighs

I sit. I ponder. I dig. I sigh.

Something to Think About

What if these “are the good old days”? What if next year we look back and realize that a summer without big plans, a summer without too many commitments, a summer set within our homes and yards wasn’t such a bad thing. It’s a different spin on how to look at the whole Covid19 situation.

Rocked Me

The words rocked my world as they settled into my brain. I listened, almost in disbelief.

Sunday Snippets

The headlines today are full of joy, commitment to our home and a dedication to enjoying the simple things in life.

Idling

The blog sits, idling, like a truck by the side of a gravel road. The words, whipped by the hot dry summer wind flit away. Ideas pockmarked by Covid sized hailstones fall to the ground. Just like how a draft post sits abandoned inside the back pages.

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