Funky ironing board covers make it fun to iron even if you are bored. (That sounds a bit like a tongue twister to me.) Anyone who sews knows that you can’t sew without a hot iron. Every seam needs to be pressed. Every wrinkle needs to be smoothed out. Every …
A BOOK Emily Dickinson There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll; How frugal is the chariot That bears a human soul ! ~ My …
FATHER by Frances Frost My father’s face is brown with sun, his body tall and limber. His hands are gentle with beast or child and strong as hardwood timber. My father’s eyes are the colors of sky, clear blue or gray as rain: They change with the swinging change …
journal entry: How many memories can you pack in a suitcase? Can memories fit in your pocket? Can they get dusty on a shelf? Can they be pressed between the pages of a book? When you say “oh, I’ll remember” . . . do you? “My memory …
journal entry: Most of us remember childhood fun with our cousins. Some memories are brighter than others and some are better embellished or forgotten. They are generally memories of parties with family, big and small, birthday cakes, games, running, sleeping out and playing in water. Adults rarely joined in but sat in summer …
journal entry: I have long had a favorite poem. It is titled Red Geraniums by Martha Haskell Clark. In its three verses is found a precious reminder. That reminder is to be thankful for everything, learn to enjoy simple things and see the spiritual in whatever comes. Watching my family harvesting potatoes …
journal entry: Our row of poplars needed to be thinned. As I saw the long branches fall to the ground, I had a thought. It was the kind of thought that Grandpa wishes I wouldn’t have. It was the kind of thought that often means work for him. “Whatever you …
journal entry: Tim’s delightful caricatures and whimsical drawings have blessed our family for as long as he has been able to hold a pencil, or chalk, or a rock, or a piece of charcoal, or a discarded piece of drywall or broken crayons or an almost-dry Sharpie. He was always …
journal entry: “You Are Divine” is used here to mean that we are children of Heavenly Parents. Our attributes are Heavenly gifts. We are divine. This is a fairly large globe which had several damaged surfaces. I used a “one-coat metallic spray paint” which covered quickly and perfectly in …
journal entry: More playroom. Somewhere in the tangle of Barbie legs and hair, I saw a dainty foot without the crippling and familiar “Barbie arch”. The arch I am referring to is the one where Barbie’s heel is lined up vertically in a perfect line with her toes. I …
