by Carole Duff | Oct 10, 2022 | Faith, Writing and Reading |
To begin to be, to become, as here with fall coming to Vanaprastha. From foreground to background: marigolds clustered in bloom, spice bush leaves yellowing, river oak grasses going to seed in the meadow in front of the house and behind, maples tinted red. When...
by Carole Duff | Oct 3, 2022 | Faith |
The physical road On Saturday morning, thanks to Ian’s wind and rain, Keith and I woke to leaves and debris scattered across the driveway and the neighborhood road. The road—that’s pretty much all we talk about during the annual meeting every third Saturday in...
by Carole Duff | Sep 19, 2022 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Faith, Nature |
Spontaneous insects A spontaneous reaction: hundreds of angry hornets, acting on instinct to protect their nest. But it was the landscape crew that needed protection. They had cut down a dead tree along the walking trail above the driveway and discovered the tree was...
by Carole Duff | Sep 12, 2022 | Faith |
My husband Keith is “tit-for-tat” generous, that is, he tries to give at least as much as he receives. That and the Five-Minute Friday prompt, got me thinking about what generous really means. Here are some examples from Merriam-Webster’s online dictionary: The school...
by Carole Duff | Sep 5, 2022 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
A week ago, I celebrated a landmark birthday plus one, entering my eighth decade, time to question the root of the matter: aging. The root problem I noticed it two decades ago, the pull of gravity on my face, my breasts, and now my derriere. Once I was like a young...
