Tuesday, 30 June 2015

30 June

 so gently swaying through the fairy land of love

30 June

rainy day tea time scrabble

It has been a rather gloomy spring here

many grey and cool days

 the first weekend of summer 

was stormy

so it was an indoor weekend

perfect for games and tea of an afternoon


30 June

loves me - loves me not....

it seems a little tough to tell lately

They'll know we are Christians by our love

Seriously, not feeling the love lately

If we could all just stop judging each other

and hating each other

and killing each other 

in the name of religion

that'd be great

thanks so much

Monday, 29 June 2015

29 June

the random

yellow flowers in the rocky crevices

along the shore at Canoe beach

the fun

frisbee in the park of an evening

the good

The last day of school was on Tuesday...bye-bye 2nd and 5th graders

Sunday, 28 June 2015

28 June

early morning is my favorite time of day

so much peace and promise


trying to hold back the wind

the sky

one big bright beautiful pink cloud just sitting there above our house

this way is home


photographer's choice

I love this shot. It's an old one from a family vacation in Vermont.

There was a fish under the dock...

Saturday, 27 June 2015

27 June

the stove in our kitchen 

from whence all good things come


there are no gorgeous back splashes at our house

only the old horsehair plaster walls

which are in a very sad state of disrepair

 above the stove in our kitchen hangs art-work

created by our family members

and this is one of my favorite views

When we have company

we sit at the round table in the dining room

those who don't face a window with an ocean view

face a mirror reflecting the view

I choose the only seat in the room that doesn't have an outside view

so the stove in our kitchen is what i see

friends and family gathered 'round

loving - laughing

enjoying a feast

brought forth from the stove in our kitchen

Friday, 26 June 2015

26 June

 this is my response to a beautiful and heart-felt letter of apology to those who were treated poorly at church which was posted by Melanie Redd at Ministry of hope.
I strongly encourage you to read it on her blog because it is beautifully and sincerely written. Also, and this is very important, my response here is in no way meant to criticize her letter or blog post. On the contrary, I was truly touched and my heart was opened and softened by her letter.
I just feel that there is a very urgent need for us to discuss these issues and bring them out into the open. I think that was her intent...we cannot move into light if we shut each other out in darkness. We need to share out thoughts and opinions so that we can truly understand where the other person is coming from and how what we do and say affects those around us.

so here is my response to Melanie and please feel free to comment...though I may regret saying that....

 Wonderful, wonderful post. I have been to many, many different churches in the past 30 years....and have not one friend in any of them. Many people who were friendly but not one friend. Your post is very timely, Christian churches and people who affiliate themselves with Christianity are one of groups of Americans shrinking faster than any other group. Nationally, these people are leaving in droves. They are not raising children who will go to church. Here in New England to say you are Christian is almost the same as saying you are a bigoted, hate-filled racist. I hear about Christians picketing funerals of gay soldiers and targeting homosexuals regarding marriage. And, it isn't just that issue. Are you a mother working or staying home, are you wearing a skirt every day, do you use a head covering, do you send your children to public school...the list can go on and on. I see different denominations of Christian churches bickering and criticizing one another. Each saying only their church preaches the real word of God and no one else is getting into heaven. On a given day I can have Mormons, Jehovah's witnesses, and Christians all knocking on my door saying their way is the only way.
And yet, after attending differing churches for 30 years I have had only 1 person ever call me or want to get together for even a cup of coffee...and she was the pastor's wife.
I accept your apology, though I was never deeply hurt and there was never any one thing that turned me away from churches. I applaud you, and your proxy has truly touched me.
Honestly though, and I think we need to speak of this issue frankly and honestly if we are to change the trend of closing churches, my entire thought process about churches has changed and though there may come a time in my life when I will attend a church again, I will never feel the same way about Christians.
Even here on my blog I have noticed that "Christian" bloggers almost never return comments I have posted on their own blogs and very, very rarely comment at all.  They have their pop-up "follow my blog" and other ads before I am even done reading the post but they don't even acknowledge or return a comment I make.
So, speaking as one of the ex-church goers that you are proxying for, I appreciate your apology...it really did make my eyes tear up. But, if you drop a plate on the floor and break it, it is still broken after you apologize.
Your apology is thought provoking to me, and as I said, it has touched me, but I stopped going to church because of the attitude of the Christians there. And, your apology doesn't change that. I don't want to go back to church. I am treated callously there, as if I don't matter to them...but, by they way, they would like me to drop a little something into the offertory basket on it's way by.
Originally, I stopped going to church because I felt as if I wasn't liked there. Now, after decades of maturing, growing in the word of God through bible reading and studying, and maturing through life experiences, I don't go to church because, I don't like them.

faith filled Friday

26 June

~ 1 ~

I met my mother for breakfast the other morning

and we spent some time at the town landing

watching the harbor

~ 2 ~

The boys and I had a huge squirt gun fight in the park of an afternoon

I suppose you might say that Joey lost because he was the wettest of us all

I'm sure he considered himself the winner though

~ 3 ~

We watched JAWS on Wednesday night.

One of my favorite movies of all times.

I watch it almost every year about this time.

~ 4 ~

Every year, on the last day of school, we walk the beach in the gloaming

~ 5 ~

roses along the wharf

smell so sweet

friday fave five

Thursday, 25 June 2015

25 june

coffee with Reetsy

My mum and I met for breakfast at the little diner on the harbor

 afterward we walked to the old fort

and then sat at the town landing for an hour

listening to the boats come in and out

enjoying the peace and comfort

and thankful for the company of one another

sometimes, being at home, is stepping out with the ones you love

Wednesday, 24 June 2015

24 June

1 Thessalonians 5:11

Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one another, even as also ye do.

Is this what we do? Or do we smile politely and turn away because we don't want to

see ourselves or what we perceive as lacking in ourselves in any other mother. 

some of the other versions say:

build one another up

strengthen one another

Do we build each other up....as women, as sisters, as friends, as mothers?

Occasionally, my mother used to drive us to school - in her pajamas....

often she would drive right past the school until we yelled - mum! And she would turn

the car 'round and we would all scramble out as quick as we could before anyone saw us.

I've done the same thing with my own children....one morning I drove back and forth

past the school three times before my children finally stopped me!

I even knew a woman whose car broke down on her way home from dropping her son off

at the middle school. She had to walk to the local coffee shop to call her ex-husband

and ask him to come pick her up - in her pajamas!!!

Perhaps you have never been in that particular situation....but I can tell you, with fair

certainty, that you will walk the walk of shame as a mother.  We all do, because we are,

none of us, perfect. And, we never will be.

Sometimes the mother's who look the most "perfect" are holding themselves up to

a level of saintly motherhood that is simply unsustainable. I feel sorry that they have

set themselves up in such a lofty prison. I imagine their beautifully made-up faces like

a mask that they remove when they get behind their own closed doors. I imagine they

are afraid that a true honest-to-goodness smile might crack the facade.

 I no longer shop in big department stores like Wal-mart but it was there  I often

saw mother's on their last legs. They were tired, they were broke, their children

needed attention...they just wanted to get through the store so they could go home.

Their parenting skills were not the best....I judged them.

I judged the perfect mothers also.

I judged myself... I compared myself to those I was judging

Romans 14:19

Let us therefore follow after the things which make for peace, 

and things wherewith one may edify another.

Many years ago, I sat in a fast food restaurant with my young daughters. As we ate an

older woman came over to our table and leaned in toward me. She said, "You have

wonderful, well-behaved children. You are doing a great job mothering them."

Honestly, I find it difficult to believe that my children could have been that

well-behaved. They have always been wonderful...but they were not always well

behaved. I have no recollection of how we were all behaving then.

However, I will never, ever forget the words of encouragement from that woman. Her

simple words built me up-they edified me, and I have never forgotten them.

Since then I have said the same words to other women...strangers. I have said those

words to all kinds of mothers in all kinds of places having all kinds of days.

1 Corinthians 14:26

How is it then, brethren? when ye come together, every one of you hath a psalm, hath a doctrine, hath a tongue, hath a revelation, hath an interpretation. 
Let all things be done unto edifying.

24 June

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

23 June

tuesday afternoon

chasing the clouds away

23 June

It's been rather rainy of late...and cool.

I have been taking tea porch-side

with a bit of a book in the afternoons.

 a blanket thrown over my shoulders

to ward off the ocean breeze

today's particular passage 

told me I was right where I needed to be

of that there has never been any doubt

Monday, 22 June 2015

22 June


Let all that you do

be done in love

1 Corinthians 16:14

~  ~  ~

in the morning i sit at the soapstone table in the kitchen

sipping coffee and watching the hill that leads into the village

i love this time of day

this early morning that holds so much promise

the birds bicker and twitter at the porch feeders

they are plump and well cared for

i will water the plants out there this afternoon

and clean the microwave

and do the laundry

and put away the crayons that those boys left out

after making Father's Day cards

every task becomes singular and filled with importance

when done with love
~ ~ ~

making your home sing
monday musings
good morning monday
I choose joy
sharing his beauty

22 June

the good

giant lollipops

the random

sweet little sparrow couple on the beach wall

the fun


Sunday, 21 June 2015

21 June

daddy lovin' is very special

it has become our habit
to play frisbee in the park
on beautiful evenings

exploring ant hills


on the sea

Saturday, 20 June 2015

20 june

purple finches on the balusters

hopping about

Exodus 32:18
It is not the sound of shouting for victory, or the sound of the cry of defeat,
but the sound of singing that I hear.



Thursday, 18 June 2015

19 june

~ 1 ~
my children are grown now and Joe's boys are much too young to think about graduating but we seem to have a bouquet of graduating teenagers in our lives right now. It's so much fun to see them with such wonder and possibility in their eyes. 

~ 2 ~
A friend is on the other side of a year long intense battle with cancer.
 It was such a pleasure to spend some time with her the other day.

~ 3 ~

I went to a table setting and single flower competition with my mother the other day. It was put on by her gardening club. It was very sweet and old fashioned.
I felt as if I should have worn a pillbox hat and white gloves.
I was the youngest person there....and that doesn't happen too often these days.

~ 4 ~

the warmer weather has Joe and I out on the porch in the evenings. 
Sipping wine with the geraniums in the last of the dying daylight.

~ 5 ~
We are  in the final week of spring. It's been fairly chilly here this year. We've had a few days in the 80s, which is unseasonable but mostly its been in the 60s and 70s.
I'm ready for the summer!


18 june

I've been working in the garden

and sowing seeds

the landlord is an older gentleman who is experiencing some health issues

He loves to sit out of doors in his yard and watch the town folk 

walking to and from the beach

he likes to sit on the front porch chatting with the passers-by
and exchanging stories about winters past

with his old man friends

I plant the red geraniums for him

pink and white petunias

tomatoes and cucumbers 

basil and parsley 

seeds of kindness and good deeds

sown with the begonias under the shade trees

so thankful to share an afternoon with such 

a sweet old gentleman 

and enjoy a beautiful garden all summer long











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