Blue Blue Birds

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One of the delights of living a single life in silence is hearing the change in the songs of song birds. I had noticed over the past week that the black capped chickadees had started their flocking call. Their two-note whistle, after which the species in named, is the familiar chica-dee-dee-dee-dee. I had seen a [Read More...]

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Catholic Farmer Schools from Grave

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This farmer ramps it up a notch…after he’s died…and schools us all in how to feed the flock. I’m a gardener and not techie enough to know how to load the video properly. So, click on the link below to see what Bud pulled off [http://screen.yahoo.com/inspiration/iowa-funeral-surprise-232632077.html] That folks is how to evangelize! [Read more...]

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Grow Light

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It had been weeks since the last time it was warm enough to walk—a relative statement since it was only twenty degrees outside. I discovered my boots leaked while I walked along Leeward Drive. I stepped around slush puddles as best I could. My cheeks and nose tingled from the cold. Today the sun had [Read More...]

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Butterfly Circus Short

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A movie short that in 20 minutes will cheer your heart.     13:30 “The greater the struggle the more glorious the triumph.” Rebecca Hamilton has more on Nick Vujicic’s life in Christ, http://bit.ly/1n3o0uI Nick Vujicic, July 13, 2013, The Butterfly Circus Short Film Full HD [Read more...]

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Father’s Hands

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The love of greenhousing began when I was very young. I remember being carried on my mother’s hip along a cobble-stoned path that ran the length of the greenhouses—my family had an acre under glass. We walked through the warm and humid houses, past benches of colorful flowers. I would breathe an air unpolluted by cigarette [Read More...]

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Fire Too Close

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The siren was close. The main road I live on, Berry, intersects with Meridian three hundred feet east of my drive. It’s not unusual to hear the siren of ambulances or police cars. Sitting at my desk I tried to determine the direction of the sound. It had stopped near my house. Not good…not good [Read More...]

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Fetal Sacred Heart

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This powerful image painted by Julia Holcomb is titled Fetal Sacred Heart… …appropriate for this weeks March For Life in Washington, DC  (http://marchforlife.org/). I like the artist’s choices of symbolisms for her painting. Especially the rays of Mother Mary’s womb, similar to those we often see radiating on statues of Our Lady of Guadalupe. During Pope John Paul II visit in 1999 to Mexico [Read More...]

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Lasers and Light

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The furnace barely kept up. It ran almost constantly on Sunday as winter winds blew and made the awnings shudder and groan. The kettle of chicken-vegetable soup simmered. Rice, carrots, and celery gently rolled to the top as I stood beside the stove and contemplatively watched the gentle bubbling. The steam incensed the kitchen—and all [Read More...]

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Driven to Humility

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The audience had applauded with enthusiasm after the presenter’s slide show. The gardening program left the attendees buzzing and eager to put into practice what they had learned. With skill the presenter pulled questions from the boisterous crowd and interjected humor in her answers. She was a renowned horticulturalist and landscape designer, and everyone knew [Read More...]

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Suffering Succotash Mother!

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She preferred to be called Mother Bailey. She was a stately Scottish woman; tall and handsome with wild blonde-gray hair that no matter how desperately she tried to secure it, frizzed and blew in all directions. Her eyes were a steely-blue and reminded me of thin ice over a lake. Much like her homeland she [Read More...]

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