Month: April 2017

  • Agatha Christie’s Memories. Thoughts on her life being part of an unknown play. Quotes on memory and soul. (April 2017)

    Good morning!  Bright sunlight is playing it’s last April game with winter’s grip.  Tulips and robins helping the sun to win this struggle of sending the winter away permanently.  A few more days of battle then our spring birds and flowers will triumph, but obviously without a fight.  My angel of dawn holds her last…

  • Thoughts immediately after death of someone loved. Where do their thoughts go? Settling in Nebraska. “No Time on My Hands” by Grace Snyder (April 2017)

    Good morning!  The sun wore yellow pajamas last night.  Light yellow pajamas matching our pastel Easter egg.  Words echoing in my mind from Easter, “Did the grass sing?  Did the Earth rejoice to feel you again?  Over and over in a never-ending round, did the earth seem to pound, “He is risen!”  Over and over…

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