Simple, Profound Truth

I just finished reading a beautiful essay on the joys of being part of a community, done by Diane Hess at Life on the Patio (check the site out, would ya?).   It brought to mind the following masterpiece by John Donne: No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the … Continue reading Simple, Profound Truth


Sunday Evening

Curl up with me on the couch alongside Marlin the Annoying Cat and let's take stock of things this Sunday eve. I am truly contrite for whatever sins my sinuses accuse me of committing. Love for them to get over it and allow my head to clear. Beyond that, things seem quiet. Mary just left … Continue reading Sunday Evening


Following is a passage from Henry David Thoreau's "Walking:" We had a remarkable sunset one day last November. I was walking in a meadow, the source of a small brook, when the sun at last, just before setting after a cold gray day, reached a clear stratum in the horizon, and the softest, brightest morning … Continue reading Thoreau


Come, gentle reader, and meander with me as we escape into a place of my own creation, arranging these words just so as we slip away from a world that keeps trying not to cooperate. No big thing, honestly. Just the regular irritants joining forces as they try and darken the afternoon mood. But the … Continue reading Escape