My Sweetie is a blessing My girls are a blessing My puppy is a blessing Friends are blessings The sunset is a blessing Family is a blessing My far away mountains are a blessing
The doctor
He's very particular about everything. He spends his evening fussing over appetizers and mains. An examination of his pockets might reveal a sterile bag of tissue against which is nestled a small bottle of Purell. Another pocket will reveal a fine pen with a turned maple body. In an aluminum wallet are a travel rewards … Continue reading The doctor
Tuesday
I am thankful for my girls i am thankful for my Sweetie i am thankful for my good puppy - Finn and James the cat and the roof over my head and down time and a few moments to create and to find laughter in my job and my friends and the socks keeping my … Continue reading Tuesday
Divert
I must find a way into the forest. It is not easy for it is overgrown with thickets and brambles. Sharp branches threaten to poke out the eyeballs and put me into an ill humour. I must find a way into the forest and push on into the shadow for it is hot and … Continue reading Divert
some of the blessings from today
sitting with Sweetie on the sofa Finn leaning against my leg as I type my daughters a comfortable chair pattering rain happy students good pancakes a kindness from Catherine, who brought us a supper a few laughs at work a few laughs in the carpool a big glass of water much more besides these
Natalie Merchant
The kitchen was old and decrepit. The one lightbulb casts a yellow pall on old chairs from a long torn-down hotel. These in turn cast deeper shadows on a chipped table upon which sat some unused medical devices partially covered by plastic grocery bags and old banana peels. He sat in his favourite chair near … Continue reading Natalie Merchant
Sunday
I am blessed with my lovely daughters i am blessed with my Sweetie I am blessed by my puppy I am blessed by simply feeling good I am blessed with james the bumpy cat I am blessed by the blowing wind
Inaction
He sits in his chair. He is wearing a robe that he slept in the night before. the robe is not fine - it is made of a cheap synthetic and is old - yet it is his favorite robe in the cold weather. The door is open three or four feet away, maybe ten … Continue reading Inaction
Saturn’s day
I am thankful for the closed paint store, as it opened the door to the rest of the day. I am thankful for this clear, crisp day. I am thankful for the sight of Finn leaping in the air on the marsh to pounce upon something unseen. I am thankful for my amazing daughters I … Continue reading Saturn’s day
a few moments on a saturday evening
the cat meows by the door. the door is made of glass. the glass is dark. he meows again. the woman in the next room asks her husband what he is doing. she is kind of lonely. the cat, like the man, looks into the mirror, and into the darkness. both see their own reflections. … Continue reading a few moments on a saturday evening