by Carole Duff | Mar 4, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
I knew I should suffer well, but when twinges zapped my leg in the middle of the night, my pain meter rocketed from zero to ten in a split second. While massaging my leg, stretching, and walking out the electrical shock-like twinge-cramps, I told myself, no...
by Carole Duff | Aug 14, 2023 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
As a verb, leave can mean either go away from or allow to remain. Opposites? Maybe, or both. To leave, go away from home The picture above is of me and my parents on my wedding day in 1975. I was both happy and sad, because that day I would leave home, my parents,...
by Carole Duff | Jul 17, 2023 | Faith, Nature |
Second Half of Life Godtime originally appeared on The Sage Forum as “Walking into the world.” As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God.My soul thirsts for God, for the living...
by Carole Duff | Jan 30, 2023 | Faith |
Fake as a Faux Fur Throw The label clearly stated the fake: Faux Fur Throw, a gift that Keith and I received for Christmas. The throw made no apologies for being man-made, synthetic, and artificial, pseudo, simulated, a mock blanket. Not genuine. And one of the most...
by Carole Duff | Nov 7, 2022 | Faith, Writing and Reading |
Today dawned full of purpose. Weekend rains—which arrived after the 1951-ers’ lunch here on a glorious Friday—left a carpet of leaves to sweep from the dining room greenhouse windows and off the deck. There are dogs to walk and neighbors to check on, cooking to...
