We had errands to run. Bread from the bread store and Ink for the printer. Our reward. Coffee. (they even spelled Christiana's name correctly!) A splurge. An indulgence. Creating a memory with the dancer girl. His card. Now. . . with a balance of zero. The gift, I think, from Project Graduation. Found in his wallet- after they returned his belongings to me. The wallet he had on him when he passed from this life to Glory. Now kept on my farmers bureau. The Starbucks card nestled in between his ... View Post
I Said Yes To , Until Death Do Us Part
The air was cool. Chores were done. We headed out. We dressed in layers. We drove almost 2 hours to a fair. Not just any fair. The Tunbridge World's Fair. A place where time stands still. Where cattle are milked. Displays of pumpkins and flowers line every building. Equipment through the generations are scattered around the space. Where smells of roasting corn and fried dough permeate the air. The hum of the rides and the dazzling lights make this place a feast for the senses. We held hands and ... View Post
A Love That Transcends Any Hollywood Attempt
Another year has passed. It would have been my parents 48th Anniversary. I call my dad. I don't say anything about the day. I just want to hear his voice. The voice that once steadied me now needs my assurance. He misses me and wonders when I can come visit. I wonder too. It seems the edge I once had has diminished. The trip MA done in a day or several times a month. The thought, now, fills me with dread. My thoughts drift back to last year and since this is a month of remembering. I am re-posting last years thoughts. I am still writing reports. Still working on book work. The beat ... View Post
The Cost Of The Cross
Snow. In April. Poor man's fertilizer. The temperature has dropped 30 degrees. The water has traveled outside it's boundaries. Warm air has given way to a bitter wind. Reminding us that winter has not had it's final say. It is Holy Week. For some, this means nothing. For me. It is everything. The journey Jesus took to the cross is the defining piece of my faith. He came into Jerusalem Hailed as King and left Jerusalem via the cross. He took on the dirty and broken; so that we might live. He died to save a wretch like me; when He himself was sinless. And as we ... View Post
Where Do You Go When You Can’t Leave?
The wind howls. It's vet check. Robinson's come to fill the tenant house with fuel.. This winter won't quit. Separating cows to be dried off seems like such an ominous task when the wind steals your breath and your fingers feel numb. . . at the end of March. How do you maintain any kind of a positive attitude when the sun doesn't shine and the icy gusts chill to the bone? Many leave. They leave Vermont for warmer weather. They head out on vacation. If our hired help situation was different, we too would join the throngs headed to a tropical ... View Post
Don’t We All Just Want To Be Loved?
My Youth Pastor spoke at our wedding. He performed the ceremony in our field, over looking the beautiful, fall landscape and Mount Mansfield. He spoke on Love. (Big surprise! Right?) He quoted lyrics from secular songs. " I want to know what Love is", "Love; it never hurt so good". An entire society trying to figure out how to do love. Well, I am adding my 2 cents today to the litany of love experts. Love. It's not what you think. The romance and the chocolate. The flowers and the sex. It all has little to do with love. I know. Love has more to do with the sacrificing than the ... View Post
