A Garden Not Forgotten


It’s time to put a poem on the page. This was written for a gentleman in long term care in 2005. His name was Mr. Flowers and learning that I wrote poetry, he asked if I would write a poem for him. Hence A Garden Not Forgotten. This was first posted in 2014. Happy Saturday.

A garden full of flowers

tended in the mind with care

or tended not at all

if wildflower seed is planted there

will reap its keeper plenitude

in fragrant showy splendor

and bring the memory of spring

come blustery December.

Blooms spring forth upon the mind,

deep wine rose and purple phlox,

daffodils of yellow,

multicolored hollyhocks

replace the snow and blizzards

in the darkened winter hours

and keep alive in mind’s great eye

that garden full of flowers.

Mind’s garden keeps on growing;

wild winds and winter snow

won’t whip the fragrant flowers

that mind has come to grow.

The seeds are firmly planted

in the fertile soil of thought

where that garden full of flowers

also blooms forget-me-nots.

2005

A Precious Gift


Our choir director, Pascal Kalumbi, is a very gifted pianist. He has given me permission to share this and I do so for all who love music, piano, and the beauty of a precious gift. Enjoy…and I know you will. Happy Saturday.

Reassurance


Who of us doesn’t need some reassurance at this time that everything is going to be alright. How many of us need to know that though we may be alone and have to keep a distance between ourselves and all others outside our homes, we have the assurance that we are never really alone. Take heart; as Joshua 1;9 says, Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. Happy Sunday.

 

 

An Exercise in Movement


Sitting for too long is not good for us. Body parts can seize up and movement becomes slower and perhaps a little more difficult.

This made me think of my poor car. It has been sitting in the garage for six weeks with only one five-minute outing in all that time. I thought of all the fluids a car needs to use to keep it mobile. Mine was not using its fluids at all. I thought of the brakes…would they seize up after all that sitting? I thought of the tires; would they flatten with the weight of the auto body sitting on them all that time without movement?

Feeling a little guilty, I took my car out for some exercise yesterday. The brakes groaned their thanks, the tires happily hummed along the roads, and the gas tank gurgled its pleasure. All the other fluids silently came to life doing their singular jobs of keeping their vehicle running smoothly. I was particularly proud of the engine; it did not balk once at being called into action after a six week hiatus.

For sure it was an exercise in movement for the car as well as me. I got to lift my foot on and off the gas pedal and brake, shift my torso in and out of the vehicle, flick my fingers over the signals, and my hands and arms engaged in steering a thirty-three-hundred or so hunk of metal around bends and curves.

That was yesterday. Today my car and I will go back to sitting. Happy Saturday.

At Your Wits End?


Surely many of us are at our wits end having coped with the Corona Virus for many weeks. Have you ever wondered where that phrase came from…wits end? Believe it or not, it comes from the Bible. I’ve been reading the Psalms this month and read this in Psalm 107:27: They reeled and staggered like drunken men; they were at their wits’ end. And verse twenty-eight goes on to say, Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, and he brought them out of their distress. 

It’s fun to learn where different sayings originate and it’s reassuring to know that God will bring us out of our distress. Happy Wednesday.

 

Coffee Time Again


Hi Friends. Let’s catch up. It’s been over two years since we sat down to coffee together; I know…a couple of you prefer tea. It’s all good.

As usual, my question to you is what’s new and interesting in your life? Oh my goodness, you moved from the USA to Aberdeen, Scotland and had a baby girl shortly afterwards? How wonderful!

And you, my friend,  sipping on your cuppa tea there; you had serious surgery on your back a few months ago and have been sidelined from your normal life? I do hope that complete healing is just around the corner for you.

You just celebrated your ninetieth birthday? Wow! And your husband celebrated his ninety-ninth? Double Wow!! Congratulations to both of you.

And you there, young lady, you’re telling me you started your own home decor and staging business? Good for you! You’ll be amazing at it.

Yes, I know this Corona Virus has the world turned upside down but Easter has passed, reminding us that miracles do happen. Until next time, let’s expect one shall we? Happy Tuesday.