Thursday, September 30, 2010

longing look

"i feel most alive when the current is pulling me out to sea." ccc

“The beach is in our blood. Everyone in our family returns to the beach instinctively, just like the sea turtles.”
--Sandy Archibald

“I honestly think the beach is the only place children actually entertain themselves.”
--Donna McLavy

"One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding; how little one can get along with, not how much."
- Anne Morrow Lindbergh

“The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.”
--Isak Dinesen


Monday, September 27, 2010

Laurel----Lucille, Adrianne, Star ... and all of the other middle names she chose

my joy is filled to overflowing
my girl
the last few days
once again
sweet, kind, yearning for love
unspoiled in spite of it all                                  

i'd kind of forgotten
how she leans in
that giggle
all conversation she sprinkles
"you know what i mean?"

sometimes i do
mostly i don't

this much i know
once again filled to overflowing
mighty pathos that takes me down
impossible to describe
this miracle of mine

the prayer that never fails
will forever sustain


Friday, September 24, 2010

she's out

after two+ weeks

she's out


ready to try again

hope springs eternal


Tuesday, September 21, 2010

what we did

it's true...we love to go to the fair!

these girls are fair girls

these state fair girls
looking for the seal

we ate greasy fair food
can't remember what this is called
but it was tasty

something here is hysterical...
i love it when my youngest gets a kick out of something

i can't go to the fair without checking out the butter cow
always my very first stop

29 cups of milk to make one pound of butter

i'm training my grand-daughters to love the butter cow

a room full of dahlia's 
every color imaginable

i had no idea these flowers were so lovely
they remind me of fireworks
a huge burst of symmetrical color

miss claire cristie in her balloon hat

don't you think this is a pretty awesome tractor?

we always pet the ponies

this is a fun mama who brings her girls every year

i love looking at the birds

cute girls in their Wrangler's showing their goats
the judging was very interesting

oldest and youngest sons
their dad
my sweetie

beautiful girls i adore

too tired to walk
satisfied and ready to go home

we need about three more hours
leaving too soon
but such a good fair day

the end


Monday, September 20, 2010

the prayer that never fails

complete surrender
Luke 22:42
and even though i am small
being numbered
stars, hair and sand,
each one

so, i will rest
sweet peace
there is a plan
ever to pray
the prayer that never fails


Saturday, September 18, 2010

Hamlet...and To Be.


  • date with sweetie
  • dawn with pink clouds and baby blue sky
  • yellow canary
  • anticipation
  • talking to my kids on the phone
  • no more sore throat
  • new fridge
  • which means ice
  • more cold storage with old fridge in garage
  • my body likes to stretch
  • garden tomatoes
  • thoughtful movies
  • to be in the present
  • clean hair
  • dreams
  • relief that it was just a dream
  • faithful kitty
  • no hang-nails  


Tuesday, September 14, 2010

all my days

her morning was spent
sifting, kneeling, blasting water
dragging cages outside
into bright sunshine

preparing a clean habitation
such a mundane task
simple repetition
but, she knew
this is holy work

her mourning was spent
sifting, kneeling, breathing the spray
dragging cage of self
into bright sunshine

essential repetition
sacred work


Monday, September 13, 2010

forever learning

she indulged her mama
first day of college photo
new backpack
first since junior high
to shoulder expensive books
she paid for

still dark outside
eaten oatmeal to sustain
"i'm in a hurry"
but, for old time's sake
we both paused
one click
already a memory


Friday, September 10, 2010

i ate the whole thing

Drizzle, drizzle, hair will frizzle (if not hers, then surely his'll).
  Sunny, hot, hang out the linen; chilly and wet for fall's beginnin'. 
Air's crisp as a McIntosh, by gosh!

2010 Farmer's Almanac

sis brought home a carmel apple
left it in the kitchen much too long
(for two meals)
and before too long it was sliced away
bite by bite!

"hey, where's my apple?"
this afternoon
i sheepishly reply... "oh, i thought you didn't want it,
i'll buy you another one."

dang, i hate it when i do stuff like that

wish i had taken a picture
a cute twig was the handle


Wednesday, September 8, 2010

my dear heart

i've been looking for you
high and low

checking, re-checking
sometimes more often

then Sunday night i find you
looking at me
mug shot
what are you thinking
i can only wonder

don't give up dear one
even though you go missing
i carry you always in my heart

my own


Tuesday, September 7, 2010

the last rose of summer

so long ago
but, she can't forget
he cared

crying, rejected, alone
wanting to fit in
to belong

"look, she still wears an undershirt"
the girl was flat chested
and didn't want that distinction

her daddy tried to console
"the last rose of summer is the most beautiful rose of all"
his caring comforted

so now she gathers
the last roses of summer
astounded by their beauty
always to remember
he cared


Monday, September 6, 2010

more blessings

(flowers from Emily's wedding)


  • soft breathing in my bed
  • safe travel
  • crickets in the cool of the night
  • clean dishes
  • broom 
  • Connor can go
  • testimony meeting
  • gospel discussion around the kitchen table
  • faithful children and theirs
  • opportunity
  • meaningful work
  • to remember
  • we like to be together
  • black beans


Sunday, September 5, 2010


we wanted to surprise the little kids

to see them smile and squeeze those bodies

we hoped to sneak up

then spend two or three days

and nights

rising pre-dawn 


dreams that soar

we ate, laughed, got a quilt ready,
some swimming, saw a movie 

watched football

a five hour drive
a swell surprise