poetryandprose
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Heralds of Hope
It’s daffodil season. Earth, bare and brown from the winter’s rest, has sprouted with bursts of bright green and yellow. Daffodils are delightfully unpredictable. Sometimes they pop up where they were carefully planted; in a bed or along a fence… Continue reading
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Sometimes, “Late” is the Perfect Timing
This morning was wrapped in worries and tied with a big bow of “what ifs?”. I sat for a good part of the morning in a doctor’s office…never a good place to be…with my twelve year old son. A month… Continue reading
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Gilding the Lily – #1: “to gild the lily”
Let’s start at the very beginning. I hear it’s a good place to start. The first idiom we are going to explore is probably a bit obvious. ‘to gild the lily’ It’s not my favorite one, but when I ran across… Continue reading
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Scent from Above
One whiff. We’ve all experienced it. A scent, as familiar as our own skin, catches us off guard. One brief smell, and we’re in another time and place. Or maybe it’s more vague and the smell is attached to more… Continue reading
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Get Your Bake On
There is nothing, I repeat, nothing, as comforting as the smell of a fresh baked loaf of bread just pulled from a hot oven. Golden brown crust, crackling with crispy perfection, freckledwith tiny heat blisters and dusty from a light… Continue reading
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Hour Glass
“…redeeming the time, because the days are evil.” Ephesians 5:16 Continue reading
Longing & Belonging 