Let’s share something worthwhile together.
Front porches are where people sit and share words, sweet tea, coffee, or lemonade together. It’s a quiet spot where you can think by yourself or converse with family and friends. The porch is where words and memories grow and where you first greet your guests. In keeping with that tradition, I wanted to invite you into my home from the front porch. I hope you’ll stop and visit a while.
A brief introduction
This blog is my writing outlet, where I share what inspires me and hope to inspire you in your writing and reading pursuits as well. My mission: Pursuing that which is lovely and worthy of praise (Phil. 4:8) through my stories, poetry, prose, and photography.
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A Cause for Caroling
Reason not with the wren: Where it builds its nest or Why it sings, why the constant Happy hopping once the season Warms to spring, why it roosts In wreaths on front doors Or high corners of the porch, Why it’s always on a mission, Leaf in beak like a relay torch, Why the indomitable…
Squirrel Picnic
Nose quivering, tail rippling, Paws creeping, eyes inquiring. Close your eyes to bless the food, And then the squirrel is there in front of you, Waiting expectantly for a scrap.And when you toss a stick to make it scram, It runs to examine it, hoping for a snack. And when you turn around, suddenly it’s…
Winter Sleep
Gray waiting winter hovers low, tucking the cold earth tight beneath cloud covers till spring flings them back, leaping from its rest, and shaking winter’s hold.
Grandma’s Tree
Grandma’s tree was different. Unlike almost everyone else, She didn’t care if an ornament was ugly, Made of bits and bobs, or falling apart. The only merit that mattered to her Was the giver or crafter who made it, The amount of personal touch or heart They had poured into it—that’s what made it, To…
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