friday at opa's

Sometimes we take life slow and watch the cicada emerge from translucent skin,

and sit around with dinner plates on our laps.

sunday

C.S. Lewis said, "You don't have a soul...you are a soul, and you have a body".

And that makes all the difference.

Life is eternal.

Amazing.

wednesday's wind

The wind tosses yellow against the green,

and white and greys are cleared from the blue.

Sunday's message comes to mind. Christ teaches us to live in love. Our faith in Him gives hope. Love remains eternally, whereas faith and hope will become a seeing and a fulfillment. Amazing!

At bedtime a little boy wonders what Oma is doing now. Is she talking to Jesus? Does she have all her questions answered; does she know what the first language was?

And I wonder too....

Dearest mom what do you see, what do you know? I know that she is blessed and that she is happy beyond imagination. I know that earthly shortcomings have vanished.

But still, I wonder, as I would wonder if she was on an earthly vacation, what she is doing at the moment. And I wish I could just hear a little message, just read a little note.

And I miss her.

tuesday

Last fall I forgot to dig the bulbs up, this summer they bloom again,

despite my forgetfulness. Perhaps out of spite.

monday

sunday

thursday

Color explodes from the hollyhocks that have been shared around the neighborhood for decades.