Month: May 2012
Mother’s Day 2012
My husband bought me a bouquet from Costco: I’m not sure what the exotic spiky orange flowers are that they put with the orange Gerber daisies, but they are…
Photos from a Stroll Down Main Street Ridgefield, CT
Our church is on Main Street in Ridgefield, and I took a walk there on this particularly lovely Saturday. Here are some of the photos I took….
Movie Review: The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel
I really enjoyed this movie and give it five stars. It delivered a message of hope, and communicated well what an adventure life is meant to be.
Emil Nolde’s Female Faces
In anticipation of Mother’s Day, I read a book about Emil Nolde, who was a favorite artist of my mother’s. She loved his intuitive spontaneity and sense of…
I Finished my 40” x 60” Painting – My Largest Yet
Over year ago on my birthday, my husband gave me an enormous canvas. I have finally finished it. Done in oil paint over an acrylic ground, it…
Bits from Friends and Blog Readers
The poem below is a redux of my poem of last week. Joe simply nailed the essence I was after. Thank you to all who shared these thought provoking quotes…
Photos of a Wonderful Toddler
I really enjoyed this sweet child. His mother is a reader of this blog…
Recipe: Roasted Strawberries
These are unbelievably good – and much better than jam! We’ve been enjoying this on biscuits, muffins, and over cream cheese on toast, but it would also be good served on ice cream, cheesecake, or pancakes.
Last Night I Dreamt about Running for President
Last night I dreamt about running for President. It wasn’t in this current race but one in the future. In my dream, I won, but that is not one of the moments I saw in my dream.
Based on 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
At the National Day of Prayer service we had yesterday, our First Selectman read the following. He said he found it on the Internet and it really struck him.
National Day of Prayer
Congress has proclaimed the first Thursday in May the National Day of Prayer and this year our local clergy association decided to host our first annual service for this occasion.
New Poem by me: Synergy
Like an individual water molecule by itself has no wetness/ until jostling with others in a slippery tumble/ it forms and breaks lattices…
