Tag Archives: hope
January Twenty-ninth; New
Only a few days left. January is fast running out of days. To be honest, I won’t be sad to see it go as that means we are that much closer to Spring. Still, we have to finish the last … Continue reading
January Twenty Fourth Thoughts on Feeding
Rebecca’s cat cafe is open..I guess word is spreading. My mother mentioned seeing “my” orange cat this morning. Her description didn’t seem to fit but I wasn’t arguing. Turns out, we have a second orange cat now. It did arrive … Continue reading
January Twenty-second; Begone Beast
Not in my backyard. Not on my watch. Not if I can help it anyway. I went out this morning and fed the cats. They were more than ready for breakfast. Its a challenge feeding them on a good day … Continue reading
December Eighteenth; When You Feel Lead and Respond, aka, You Can Not Out Give God
And again. Over on social media I tagged the Jeep group as the Compassion Convoy from Carolinas. Yes, I am still talking about the events, but not for the reason you may be thinking. Early Friday afternoon I was talking … Continue reading
September Twentieth; If
Sadness I’m sitting here, working on yet another cup of coffee while watching the sun playing a game of peek-a-boo through the overcast skies. The trees are dancing in the winds of a potential storm. Its nearing the end of … Continue reading
September Nineteenth; Until Then
Until then. I was up late last night. Not that being up late is unusual for me, but last night was even later than usual. I was chatting with a dear friend who has been and continues to face a … Continue reading
August Ninth; A Flower Garden of Such Beauty
I’m going to be selfish. If I could ask for a gift, during this month of my birth, I would ask for flowers. I would ask, for the chance, one more time, to see the back of my car filled … Continue reading
August Third of 2021; If I Could Ask For a Gift..
Seeds. But not flower or vegetable, but ones that perform in a similar fashion. They bring beauty, and they feed. I’m sitting here this morning, listening to the falling rain and looking at the several packets of seeds on the … Continue reading
July Twentieth; The Reflection I Seek to See
There are times when writing these can be a challenge. Many times the random words chosen seem to find ways to open doors and awaken thought processes long asleep. I often find myself baring myself in ways that I have … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 