
One of my favorite Christmas Gifts this year is a Far Side calendar. This one is today’s.
What’s particularly amusing to me: I work at a church! So, it fits, thematically, I guess.
I hope all’s well with each of you!
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Lessons learned about life; pearls of wisdom I’ve gleaned through pain, failure and honest reflection

One of my favorite Christmas Gifts this year is a Far Side calendar. This one is today’s.
What’s particularly amusing to me: I work at a church! So, it fits, thematically, I guess.
I hope all’s well with each of you!
as the sunlight fades
drifts over faded rose petals
the evening air cools
First, welcome to the middle of the week! And, for that matter, the middle of the month.
If you’ve read enough here, you’ll know that I served in the US Navy aboard submarines. As such, I have a penchant for sub things. Thus, this Far Side delighted me more than (I’m sure) most folks.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one. And that your week is going well.
the prison of “should”
fear and insecurities
keep holding me back
Just a quick little one before I head off to sleep.
quiet morning rain
the tranquility of clouds
this day beginning
It’s a rainy morning in greater Seattle, which I have a certain fondness for. Memories of dark, calm coffee shops with a book, or a new magazine, and time. It sometimes didn’t feel as beautiful as I can now see. Time brings wisdom, I guess.
The writer of the piece below is someone I’ve known a LONG time. I’ve always delighted in Addy’s creativity and thoughtfulness. She wrote this post last year, but I just found out it was published in a print version of Flaunt magazine. I’m quite proud of her!
I don’t want to give too much away, but this post is a personal look at trauma and recovery with a poetic bent.
So, without further ado, please follow my recommendation and give her a read.
Justice for late summer, using fish to tell the future, and giving yourself permission to move on. Read on Substack
shortly after dusk
the trees embracing silence:
birdsong before dawn