Monday, July 25, 2016

The Strength of a Tendril

This tendril is holding up 3 cucumbers on the vine,  by itself.  I think of thin spaghetti.  This simple tendril, which does what it was intended to do, no larger than angel hair pasta that's been cooked, has the strength to hold up triple it's weight, or more.

The plan which was to be a part of a plant has been followed.
The plant had no choice.
The plant, the parts of the plant, do what they are supposed to do,
the plant dies.

I have one cucumber plant which is strong and healthy.
I have another one,
I don't know why, is half the size,
and collapses to the ground.
I can't fix it, so I let nature take it's course.

Sometimes, even though we don't like it,
we have to do what we are intended to do,
whether that be
lead an army
or take care of the children.
Sometimes, we have to do both.

It's not that we can't.
We have to choose and discern where our strength is,
like the tendril,
if it tried to be a cucumber,
it would fail and die.
The plant might also die.

The fruit of our works is peace.
No one said it would be easy.
Not everyone can be a Mother Teresa or a Dorothy Day.
Humility comes with knowing who we are supposed to be.
Humility comes with doing what we are supposed to do,
even when it is painful,
even when it is difficult.

There is a purpose for our life.
No one can do what we were supposed to do,
history is changed when we refuse to follow the plan
when we feel we cannot.

The tendril has a job to do.
It might not be what it would choose to do, but without it's strength,
the plant could not support the fruit.

I sit in silence.
I hear the call.
Each season brings differences.
Listen to the call.
Be all you can be.
Serve as you are intended.

Friday, July 22, 2016

Three Beautiful Things This Week: Actually, One Amazing Thing This Week!

Three Beautiful Things This Week was inspired by a wonderful blog that Three Beautiful Things. Everyday, Clare writes about 3 Beautiful Things that happen each day in her life. It's a wonderful blog! I can only hope to imitate her in a very small way.

1) Today's is my baby's 37th birthday!  Weighing in at 9 pounds 11 ounces,
we knew that he was going to be something special, and he is!

2) He's a tall man!  The picture on the left shows him in high school when he hit 6'4" in height.  Buying him jeans was a challenge, because at that time, I needed to buy new jeans for him every 6 months!  I was glad when he quit growing.

3) Sometimes, it's hard to earn your parents' trust and know that they are proud of you!  If the boy ever doubted, his father and I have always been so proud of all that he's done and all he's accomplished in his life!  Amazing!  Yes, he is!

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Making Pickles

Turning off the television was a good thing.
I found the recipe for these refrigerator pickles,
I made them.  

If you want to make these pickles,
for the recipe.

It's a very tasty pickle.
You can also add other veggies and let them pickle along with the 

When I turned off the TV I realized that I was also turning off the negativity of the election cycle.
I'm old,
I don't remember an election that was so vicious.
I don't remember a time when issues were so violent and people were so ready to fight and kill.
Pickles were a nice respite from all of this,
even though my son teased, that
"Aunt Clara made better pickles."

Aunt Clara was my late husband's aunt.
She did make good pickles,
my darling son,
My Pickles are much better than hers!

Technically, we could eat the pickles now, but I have found that the pickles taste much better after a full week of sitting in the brine.
I'll let you know what the verdict is.
I also have another recipe for pickles that I plan to make when more dill matures in my garden.
And, you know what,
Those are even better!

Aunt Clara,
I'm sorry to say
move over,
there's a new pickle queen here.
To my darling son,
my pickles aren't just good,
they are

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Worth Revisiting: Room

It's a mess, but with good reason.  We're getting new flooring, so everything has to be moved out, and I mean everything.  So, I'm sorting and cleaning.  That's good.  I am amazed at all the hidden treasures I have found.  It's good to clean!

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

She's Getting Old Now

Pixie will be 12 in October.
I see her do this many times a day.
In human years, she's 85 years old.
Like many elderly people,
Pixie is starting to have trouble staying awake.
She tries.
She forces her eyes to stay open as long as she can,
sleep wins,
and her eyes shut for another nap.
My sweet girl,
you are joy to me!