Thy statutes
have been my songs
in the house of my pilgrimage.
Psalm 119: 54

Thy statutes
have been my songs
in the house of my pilgrimage.
Psalm 119: 54

older vision
grateful for my chair
by a sunny window

all still new
seasons where we have lived
for years





family tablecloths
passed on to me
they look like
the art I select
for my blogs


predawn
and watching
the sky grow light
gift of another day
to read and write

clouds and sky
spruce tree branches still
reading poems
that offer hope
and rest

poem or photo
perhaps a painting
flowers in the wind


morning
kitchen, prayer
and poetry
the light
is different now

summer garden
some plants rest
some grow


