Tweet, Tweet

The robins are building their nests, the chickadees are chasing love, and the lull of Winter is behind us. What is more joyful than the sound of birds greeting the day? Perhaps this amazing piece of choreography: Have a glorious day!

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Wheels of Kindness

Today is the day to leave, the 2:30 am text read; I’m letting my son sleep in, last day in our home. The message came from Kyiv. I had connected with the mom the day before. Bombing around them had finally convinced her to flee. Stay safe and keep in touch when you can. I’m […]

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The River, My Heart

She holds my heart, this river followingthe ages, seasons measured by her flow Acknowledging change, she bears Winterregally, swells with confidence as Spring rains Will walk beside me in sunnier times, andstay loyal as Autumn charms us with her flames. My heart, my faith, always knows,that at the end of day, the river glows. (Image […]

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The Reclusive Writer

Should you choose to visit, you’ll be received with old-fashioned charm – ours is a simple cottage: furniture well-worn, muted hues to warm you, and a kettle always brewing. Clutter attests to our relaxed lifestyle, welcoming you to kick back and relax. Weather permitting, we’ll sit out back, surrounded by a forest of mature trees […]

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How quickly things change…

Last Friday, a friend picked me up to go birding, and I thrilled at the sight of the Pied-billed grebe on our river. Saturday, we glowed in the aftermath of a successful fundraiser, supporting the displaced Ukrainians we offered to host – still having no idea who they would they were. Sunday morning we awoke […]

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Renewal

Once relied on a day-a-page diary to keep me on track. Chronic illness freed me from that. Calendar now sparse, I have yet to learn to the art of renewal. Grateful for awe-inspiring moments. What helps you recharge? (Image my own) (Update: We are still processing the death of my husband’s son. In the meantime, […]

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Heart Warmed

“Hi Mrs Knutson,Hope you are well!I saw that you and your husbandare hosting a family of refugeesfrom Ukraine….“ The writer of this message attended a school where I once taught. He was not a student of mine, but I did coach the boys’ soccer team, with this young man’s help and direction (he was our […]

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