by Carole Duff | Nov 22, 2021 | Faith, Family, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Saturday evening, after the sun set low over the Three Ridges, Keith and I sat down for dinner and, as usual, said a prayer, giving thanks for all our blessings. “Thank you, Lord, for this wonderful day and for the beauty of your creation. Thank you for bringing...
by Carole Duff | Nov 8, 2021 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Faith, Family, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Cato and Freya have been grieving, since Heathcliff died in June. Twelve-year-old Freya keeps mostly to herself, but three-year-old Cato has seemed lost. For a while, he refused breakfast, as Heathcliff had toward the end, and curled in his crate. Freya has done...
by Carole Duff | Oct 11, 2021 | Faith, Family, Writing and Reading |
When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping” -Fred Rogers This past week, I had occasion to remember Fred Rogers’ words—about seeing scary things and...
by Carole Duff | Oct 4, 2021 | Faith, Family, Writing and Reading |
Need to Love We need love—the highest attribute, according to Scripture: And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13 C.S. Lewis identified the four loves as affection (storge), friendship (philia), romantic...
by Carole Duff | Sep 6, 2021 | Faith, Family, Local or Human Interest, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Happy Labor Day! It’s a gorgeous day here at Vanaprastha, clear, warm and breezy, shirt-sleeve weather. Unlike other parts of the country affected by Hurricane Ida, we received a welcome three inches of rain then a cool front last week. But our summer garden is...
by Carole Duff | Aug 30, 2021 | Faith, Family, Local or Human Interest, Nature |
Over the weekend, I turned seventy. As I pondered the beginning of my eighth decade, Paul Simon’s lyric “How terribly strange to be seventy” played in my head. It’s not the first time his songs from the 60s have colored my memories of adolescence. Or that I’ve...
