Miramichi Beauty
Miramichi Beauty A favorite picture of mine. I took this picture in October 2013, one on of my favorite ‘road-trip’ days ever.
The Standard is Falling, but He Answered His Calling
I know I’m not the first, nor the last, to have a parent in a nursing home. Still, it’s a first for me. Dad is in a nursing home. Since the surgical procedure to insert… The Standard is Falling, but He Answered His Calling
There Is Love In Those Eyes
In short, my Dad is in a nursing home. There’s a litany of health reasons why he is where he is. I share this because it has been tearing me up. Tears stream down my… There Is Love In Those Eyes
Hammock Hike
Last week I picked a day when it was rainy, windy, and only 45°F outside to take a little hike. I wanted to see how I would do with making myself a little tarp shelter… Hammock Hike
Grizzlies Hockey ~ A Season and the Impact
I heard it in the voices of the returning families, I saw it in the smiles on the players faces. I felt it being around the rink and witnessing the countless gestures of kindness and support.
Grizzlies Hockey ~ It’s Quarter-Final Time!
Obviously, no team is any hotter than the white-hot Tomahawks. Then again, they haven’t played a meaningful game since Feb. 25th. By tomorrow, that will be 16 days since they last played. The Grizzlies are now 6-2-1 in their last 9 outings and have started to generate some momentum themselves. Anything can happen as we all know, and tomorrow we will find out if any of these numbers mean a thing.
I Saw You, My Joy
I wasn’t sure she was out there, I wondered whatever I would do. Then into the room, I peered, my heart jumped, for there, I saw you. Years from then, it’s all mine, this… I Saw You, My Joy
Someday, From This Debt, I Hope I’m Never Free
What was once just down the hall, now requires a plan, accounting for all. The sweet, trusted security only separated by a flight of stairs, is somewhere in the past, or at least not so easily found, or fast. The supported now strain to support, and one longs for it all, again to be the other way around.
This Man I Know
This man wanders some would say but he’d argue there’s cause-
Misunderstood at times because he wishes for a time that was.
I heard him once, calling up from some lonesome ole riverbed-
Why won’t someone come rescue me, so I can rest my weary head.
I’d bring it up to him but he’d reason there’s no need-
Another somewhere in anguish would deserve to be freed.