Primarily About Yellow

This is in response to the Daily Post’s Daily word prompt: yellow I love the color yellow. I have as far back as I can remember. I love the warmth it exudes, especially on a cold winters afternoon. I love how tinges of it seem to pervade so many growing things in spring. I love how just a spot of it can add so much interest to whatever it is I’m looking at. To me, yellow is a friendly color and I am thankful it has a PRIMARY place within the color wheel. Life would be much colder without it. Advertisements Continue reading Primarily About Yellow

Sawblades and Woodland Things Repurposed

Today, the Daily Post’s photo challenge is Repurpose: Show us something that you’ve recycled or repurposed, or an object for which you’ve discovered a clever new use. There are a variety of items we’ve repurposed around our property over the years.Here are just a few examples:   There are a lot of things around here. The more I look, the more there are. We have steps leading up to our homestead cabin made by my husband and from cedar rounds from a tree that fell one winter and then there are the cedar branch arbors/trellises I made. It’s challenging and fun … Continue reading Sawblades and Woodland Things Repurposed

When the Paths of Spirit and Discipline Intersect

Ed Ames was performing (with the Ames Brothers) before I was born and he is the same age as my Dad, 89. I first knew of him as Mingo on the Daniel Boone TV series. To me, Ed Ames singing The Impossible Dream  at 82, the way he does, reminds me of my Dad, and I think it’s because there is a familiarity of spirit and discipline. Daddy has done a lot of things during his life. He was in the Navy during WWII, then the Air Force after he finished college, and then the Army National Guard after that. He went on … Continue reading When the Paths of Spirit and Discipline Intersect

Tell Me You Don’t See It

This post is in response to the Daily Post’s Discover Challenge: Conventional Wisdom–This week, go against the grain. Conventional wisdom would tell me that I’m turning what was clearly meant to be a metaphor into something  more literal. Example 1: “And he answered and said unto them, I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.” —Luke 19:40 Examples 2:  “Then shall the trees of the wood sing out at the presence of the LORD, because he cometh to judge the earth.” —1Chronicles 16:33 Example 3: “For ye shall go out with joy, … Continue reading Tell Me You Don’t See It

10 Prepositional Phrases to Inspire Your Writing

Hello Writers! One of my long-standing techniques to rid myself of writer’s block has been to pen a prepositional phrase (or two) to warm up my imagination. If you should use any of these as a spark, please link to your blog and share with us under the comment section. Feel free to add adjectives or anything else to make it your own. Also, let me (us) know what you think of my technique. under the log by the river against the mushroom around the campfire  inside the locked gate over the bridge beneath the dark water through the fog on … Continue reading 10 Prepositional Phrases to Inspire Your Writing

Never Surrender

This is in response to the Daily Prompt: Devastation There were a few Christians counseling her on the sly. They pointed out scripture that said she should submit to her husband in whatever he required. “Even if it’s wrong?” she asked. “Yes.” They answered. She couldn’t accept that. She wouldn’t accept that. Last night, things came to a head when she leveled with her husband, “He said that if I choose to go to work tomorrow, he will rape me. I  don’t want to go!” “You will go!” He slammed his fist down on the kitchen table. She flinched.  Her stomach suddenly … Continue reading Never Surrender

Wild-n-Grace

Sometimes when hiking I come across unexpected things, beautiful and graceful in their loneliness. They lend such contrast to their surroundings. Here is one. This must be some sort of wild orchid. I discovered it within a second-grown conifer forest where it lent a striking color and texture contrast to the pokier twigs yet was where it ought to be doing what it is meant to do. However, there is rarely something more graceful than a cat in the wild. Here is our cat. Her name is CamiClaws (Camoflauge in Catspeak) in her natural habitat—our property. Do cats live in graceful harmony … Continue reading Wild-n-Grace