If we had keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel's heartbeat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence. George Eliot Water moves always and with it brings life. The water tumbling down... Continue Reading →
Dogwood Gardens
“If you have not heard the trees of the field clap their hands, do not think it is because they don't.” McClandish Phillips Walking in the gardens this week, I was thrilled to see the dogwoods blooming like mad. They are the prettiest things. The joy of them feeds your soul like food feeds the... Continue Reading →
Quiet Evening
An evening on the porch at the close of a summer day brings stillness and country-style quiet. There is no noise of trains or traffic, no sirens, or horns honking. I sit and listen. The wind has laid in the treetops, but I can hear the water running in the ditches toward the creek below... Continue Reading →