Saturday Moring Coffee

I discovered your space and agree with so much of what you said about the slower pace, etc. these days.

My Creative Corner3

Today I am realizing that for the first time in a long time I am caught up. Being home so much is great because we are getting so much done. I feel like I am adulting like never before. We have completed a big decluttering project (believe me it is only phase one of many), getting ready to put a gym in the garage , making big plans for redoing the garden since the property line was ripped up by my neighbor. So now is the time to tackle redesigning the garden. I am keeping up on my jobs, chores and spring cleaning. Plus, I have been doing regular exercise and cooking a meal here and there. I feel like I have checked all the things on my to do list and it feels really, really good

Garden that a big makeover is planned

We are in a bit of…

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On Recycling

Resurface. Reupholster. Repaint. Refinish. Make something old new again!

Natalie DiScala

I’ve thought a lot about recycling. My building does a good job, but there are somethings that can’t be recycled–black food containers, plastic straws, etc.

I am thankful that God can take all our ugly sins and the trash of our lives and assure us that we are a forgiven people. That is if we give the garbage to God totally. What is returned to us is a new clean heart. This is what I have learned over the years and finally came to understand.

All is fresh and clean after the rains today. Thoughts, soul, spirit

Be Still

Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations; I will be exalted in the earth. Psalm 46:10

  I recognize that I have a hard time being still. I come closest to that when I am in the middle of a good book. But I also love to be in the midst of a book club, church service, family gathering, or coffee with friends.

Now, at home alone because of the COVID-19 pandemic, I’m learning to be still.

The phrase, ” in the midst of social distancing” was used on TV recently. I realize that “midst” here means involved in the process of social distancing. But doesn’t social distancing mean giving up closeness with others? Being social usually finds us physically near others or in the “midst” of a group.

            But we have learned to stay at least six feet apart, wear a mask properly, and maintain contact by phone, Zoom, letters, and Facetime. Perhaps we have become more social through this pandemic. My grandchildren have reached out with letters—rare happenings that I cherish.

 The other benefit I have given myself is permission to be still. I don’t rush through my morning devotions because I have a volunteer spot to fill or an article to write. There is more time for sitting, reflecting on my Bible reading and listening for God’s voice.

  If  I am still and paying attention, God occasionally sends signs that seem meant for me personally. One day I looked up from the computer and out my window in time to see a rainbow appearing over the trees nine stories below. By the time I grabbed my phone to take a picture the colors were already fading, but I murmured,” Thank you, God!” No one whom I asked later had seen the sudden rainbow.

            I hate the disease and what it has done to our citizens and our country. But as a result of it, many have softened their hearts and altered their attitudes. There has been a reconnection among people globally. I pray that when the pandemic ends, the whole world will be more loving and more often “still” to hear God’s voice and see His wonders.


Writing and Rhyming and Devotions, Oh My! The ocean, sunsets, dogs, grandchildren, books. (AFOMFT) A few of my favorite things.

Weather Mirrors Moods

The weather this spring has been strange,

No matter where you make your home.

I think it mirrors the changing face,

Of the pandemic as we stay – mostly alone.

Some days I’m fine and enjoy the free time,

Other days, I’m unhinged, no purpose in mind.

I’m thankful some progress has been made,

And that people are unusually kind.

I see on the news where folks donate food,

And their blood and their time–all is good.

I try to help wherever I can,

Just as I know my friends would.

If I was in need of comforting words,

Was ill or had suffered a fall.

I know I have family who’d come to my side,

And friends who would answer my call.

I pray for those who do not have a lifeline,

When rains create gloomy scenes.

It’s then I am thankful for the frontline workers,

Who fill in for loved ones seen only on screens.

This was taken on Friday out my window.
This was taken about 10 days ago.

Lola Makes Me Laugh

There are times during this pandemic,
When humor is just what I need,
It's said that people look like their dogs,
I tried it out and Lola agreed.

She is a sweetheart and just turned twelve,
A little slower, but that suits me fine.
Her antics can cheer me and makes me laugh,
We're in this together and doing just fine.

(Except she won't leave her mask in place.)


Ready for Church

I got up this morning, got ready for church,

But not in a chair or a pew.

I sat on my couch with coffee in hand,

My computer screen clearly in view.

It’s not the old way,

But it’s needed at this time.

To hear God’s Word spoken,

Although there won’t be wine.

We gather still with others,

Who sign in on the site.

The body, the church is ANYWHERE,

When people seek the light.

Light is what parts the darkness,

Dispels fear and illumines God’s face.

So we can glimpse our salvation,

And leave with peace and grace.

In a Time of Social Distancing

I stood at the door with my mask in place,

To go for groceries requires planning and space,

Stay six feet apart and be careful what you touch,

Only pick up what you’ll buy–bananas and such,

How long will it last, this surreal time?

I want to write silly things, but still make them rhyme.

Hang in there my friends, we will win in the end

But the end is not here yet, so just words I can send.

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