Have you heard this song? I’ll let it speak for...

to bring you a post about paint. ing.  Paint and painting. In a post of yesteryear, I mentioned that I’d been wanting to re-paint our red wall. I loved that red wall, loved it well for 4 years, but it was time for a change. Beige did not win. Grey did! Enter “Gray Shower” by Benjamin Moore. With the help of a wonderful paint-and-color-savvy friend, I had it narrowed down to either “Gray Shower” or “Trout...

I’ve been “stalled” this week with a case of bronchitis. I write to you now from the road to recovery… hoorah! For the past 4 days, though, I’ve puttered about in a cloud of semi-coherent thought, the piling dishes and pajamas-past-the-hour-of-pajamas compounding my general feeling of ickiness. Add to that the self-directed shrug of admittance at the end of the day that nothing was accomplished in all those hours...

Those quotes (see title) are intentional. Why are those quotes intentional? Because I’m not fully on board with that phrase. Say the phrase “dead end,” and other thoughts crop up on cue, ready to torment:Wrong turn.                            Mistake.                                                     ...

Ready for another quote from Mr. George MacDonald (are you beginning to see why he’s one of my favorites?)? “It is a happy thing for us that this is really all we have to concern ourselves with- what to do next. No man can do the second thing. He can only do the first. If he omits that, the wheels of time roll over him and leave him powerless behind. If he does it, he keeps in front and finds room to do the next thing and so is...