Garden Peach tomatoes. Sweet, juicy, almost fruity. These two happen to be heart-shaped.
Reading Parker Palmer this morning, I again came across this poem by David Wagoner. 472 more words
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So a horse walks into a bar, and the bartender looks up and says,
“Hey! Why the long face?”
I legitimately could not think of any other way to start this post. 633 more words
1 week ago
“What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again.
But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.
You are It.” 73 more words
Psalm of Praise
(10 August 2015)
Yours is the music that enters our hearts.
Delight of you enlivens our voices to join in the song. 254 more words
1 week, 1 day ago
As you read, you can use your own name for the Great Mystery, the Force of Life, Beauty, Love:
Psalm of Desire
(14 August 2016, revised) 319 more words
1 week, 2 days ago
Like Mary Oliver, I can worry a lot.
Will the hummingbird eggs be viable?
Will the bats return every summer?
Will the children be safe? 520 more words
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