Miraculous Gift of Sunday
Whimsical Crumbs of Writing as They Happen…
My Little Artist
Art is everywhere if we extend our antennae to sense it. In the street. At the shop. Or, on the bus. If polished daily, our antennae stay bright like sharp knives, and we will surely be able to pick up, appreciate, and savor life’s beauty. You certainly don’t…
To beautify, or not to beautify: that is the question…
As last year was coming to a close, I chose the word, “beautify” to be my focus word for next year. This word choosing event for the year is something we do here at Maplopo. Doc chose “thrive” as his word for this year. I picked…
Something about a woman and going round-and-round
Last night, Doc and I just finished reading Salinger’s The Catcher in the Rye. Doc is a great reader (like the character, Michael, in the movie The Reader), so I very much enjoy the opportunity of being the sole audience member of such theater each night before bed. To be frank, I hadn’t been…