You will say in that day:
"I will give thanks to you, O Lord,
for though you were angry with me,
your anger turned away,
that you might comfort me.
"Behold, God is my salvation;
I will trust, and will not be afraid;
for the Lord God is my strength and my song,
and he has become my salvation."
I know that there must have been times in my life
when I have certainly ticked God off.
Sometimes I think I must be the most dense person He has to deal with.
He keeps saying the same thing...
and I keep messing it up.
All I can do is clumsily fall to my knees
and ask him to say it again
and thank him.
And I am not afraid.
the sun is just coming up over the horizon
as I get to the end of the causeway in the morning
on my way to work
I can see our rather tiny island over the Atlantic
from the upper floors of the parking garage at the train station.
and when I turn my head toward home
the skies will be ribbons of colour
and the day will have turned from dawn into morning.
On the weekends I am headed out of doors...
walking along the shore or down the path and through the wood
if you stumble across a bit of heart shaped lichen
how can you help but sing?
If I shower in the morning it's a quick one.
goats milk wild rose scented soap fills the air
in warmer weather the window's open
and it smells like sea as well
Coffee or a pot of tea
We use a kettle on the flame of an old stove
the sound of hot water pouring into the French press
the smell as it fills the sunny kitchen
are like the tread of familiar footsteps coming home
Morning chores bring an order to the day
and set the stage for when we come h…
Saturday night we had snow but Sunday morning we had melting temps.
It was bright and sunny and absolutely beautiful.
I had windows open it was so nice.
And everything felt like Spring...even though there was snow on the ground.
I made sweet potatoes, Swiss chard, roasted asparagus and cauliflower, and lamb chops
for a (almost) Spring Sunday dinner.
I went up to see Bonnie, Dan and Verne on Saturday.
They treated me to lunch at Park Lunch.
He's learned how to drink out of a straw.
The warmer weather has me ever so desperate for Spring.
I wish the crocus were blooming now.
Monday: chicken breast, acorn squash, snow peas
Tuesday: kielbasa, cabbage, sweet potatoes
Wednesday: Beef and broccoli
Thursday: pork roast in the crock pot
Friday: out to dinner