Shed the baggage
I had a “PCC nightmare” the other night. It’s been over 20 years since I’ve had a “PCC nightmare.” Hubby and I attended a very “militaristic” college which had lots and lots of rules! … most of which…
Friends go together like … bananas and green tomatoes!
Back at the beginning of May I wrote a blog post dealing with hope ... and trusting God, even when all hope seems lost. At the time I had just moved the tiny little tomato plants out to…
Organic!
It is really “with it” to be organic! I just now took a peek in my fridge, and there I discovered “organic mayonnaise” … alongside “organic mustard” … and “organic salad dressing.” Not to mention the “organic peanut…
Courage for something new
I grew basil for the first time this year … and I attempted to make pesto for the first time. I had grand plans for making petso! However, I was completely unprepared for the exorbitant price of pine…
This wildflower meadow isn’t as beautiful as that one!
The last weekend of July hubby and I hiked the slopes at Paradise, Mt. Rainier, enjoying the alpine wildflowers. The very next weekend, the first weekend in August, hubby and I hiked the slopes of Mt. Baker on…
Still blooming! … Still bearing fruit!
The rhododendron is blooming. What!?! I have never known a rhododendron to bloom in October. But sure enough, the plant is loaded with buds which are in the process of opening! Not only that … the strawberries are…
Flowers along the path
The last weekend of July, hubby and I set out to accomplish a “bucket list” item: seeing the alpine wildflowers up at Paradise, at Mt. Rainier. Having left home long before the crack of dawn, we pulled into…
Sunflowers for the soul
This week’s blog posts have been a bit heavier than normal … about working through grief. I had hesitated to share these thoughts. Afterall, the blog is entitled “Daily Blessing” and that means it’s supposed to always be…
Unseen protection
The delphiniums came up beautifully this spring. I was so excited … I couldn’t wait for their beautiful blooms to fill the front flowerbed all summer long. Then one morning I came outside, and they were all eaten…
Burs on the soul
As I was weeding a particularly overrun corner of the yard, I noticed that each reach of my gloved hand resulted in an array of burs clinging on tight. I stopped momentarily to pick the burs from my…