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Autumn’s landscape offers a masterpiece filled with fall colors, harvested fields, and cooler weather. All invite us to share our gratitude.
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(Updated November 27)
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Sometimes when the world’s noise becomes unbearable, one needs to seek a refreshing avenue of peace.
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(Updated November 26)
Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
All things great are wound up with all things little.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942) was a Canadian writer. In 1908, she published her first novel, Anne of Green Gables.
Summer sunrise lights up the vast Montana prairie
Fields of grain smelling like sweetest confectionery
Farmers and ranchers always start up their days early
Full and hearty breakfast, making any man feel burly
This morning’s itinerary calls for baling hay
Alfalfa windrows cannot wait around all day
With tractor pulling an old baler, creating perfect bales
Gentle morning breeze fills out the air like a ship’s sails
Midday arrives, there’s time for a quick, tasty bite
Wife packs dinner with her usual special delights
Afternoon heat and wind suspend all baling for now
Starting up the swather, cutting hay as time allows
Thinking about next week, wheat looking to ripen by then
Combine stands ready and dependable, just like Big Ben
About an hour before sundown, pick-up truck returns home
Just enough daylight to check a few cows where they roam
Supper bell will be ringing soon, so need to finish now
Washing up, sitting down with wife, enjoy hearty chow
Praying together, evening transcends with the setting sun
Thankful for the Lord’s help with another day’s work done
Originally published August, 2020.
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When we take the time to search for God’s blessings, we discover that we have so much to be thankful for.
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(Updated November 25)
Be in love with your life, every detail of it.
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
Jack Kerouac (1922-1969) was an American novelist and poet.
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Our world may better find positive solutions, if we will first show respect and compassion while embracing our differences, in order to discover common ground.
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(Updated November 24)
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As a writer, every day offers something new to learn.
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(Updated November 23)
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When we allow faith to trust in God, hope replaces worry.
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(Updated November 22)
Turning life’s empty page
Optimism running dry
Uncertainty arrives
Shifting darkness stands by
Flickering light of thoughts
Mind never seeking rest
Sporadic, impatient
Inviting nightly guest
Dreaming, story unfolds
Deeper into its script
Narrative continues
Typing empty transcript
Soothing spirit walks in
Please, please never depart
Stardust now raining down
Replacing mind with heart
Waking at early dawn
Empty page, still waiting
Writer’s pen left untouched
Seeing light, dictating
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