become clear.
-P.Richards
(Big thanks to Pat Richards for the guest perspectives - both words and view! Chew on more of her refreshing weekly musings at God's Friday Girl!)
Jelly Roll brought legit Church to Washington-Grizzly Stadium tonite, unapoligetically honouring Jesus right where he'a at, speaking Truth in love to Missoula, Montana. May his songs and words of Life filter for miles through canyons and streets, as so often happens on a hot summer night.
of things long ago
are my mother's
-cj hull
Grateful thanks on this Mother's Day to all the story sharers and history keepers who enrich our roots with context.
(Hmmm...could we say stories are the compost that grow strong foundational roots, anchoring us to the past so we can grow freely up and out into our unique future? More coffee needed to ponder any deeper - deeper like roots , haha!)
(& thanks to the folks a few blocks over for sharing with the neighbourhood their patch of lovely, mesmerizing pasque flowers on the sidewalk side of their fence!)
Watch - daily, fisted
buds unfurl to full-leaf green.
Suddenly, it's spring.
- cj hull
A flutter of sparrows, gaggle of geese, conspiracy of ravens, obstinancy of bison, parliament of owls, sleuth of bears.... so many poetic descriptors for gathered feathered and furred creatures! On the floral side, perhaps can designate a 'riot of apple blossoms'?
"Faithfulness springs forth from the earth, and righteousness looks down from heaven.
The Lord will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest." - Psalm 85:11,12
(BTW, cosmos seed starts were especially gratifying, startlingly sprouting above the soil in 24 hours!)
"And even though I no longer really knew what it was, I felt it: a drop of hope. The fog surrounding my life rolled back another inch, and a sliver of blue sky peeked through." -When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi, p.135
"And so there we all were on a little wave of time lifting up to eternity, and none of us ever in time would know what to make of it. How could we? It is a mystery, for we are eternal beings living in time." -Wendell Berry, from Jayber Crow, p. 205
"The day can't be more beautiful. The skies are blue all the way to the heavens...And the bracingly cold air reminds me with each new breath of my continuing existence as a living creature on this planet. "
-Dead By Dawn, A Mike Bowditch novel by Paul Doiron, p. 405, Lg type
"...Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years...
Practice resurrection."
- from Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front by Wendell Berry
“... I take what is:
The light beats on the stones,
the wind over water shines
Like long grass through the trees...”
- from “The Words” by David Wagoner (1926-2021)
Yesterday evening's Bitterroot River ramble conjured fond thoughts of Ratty and Mole.
"Then they got out their boat from the boat-house, sculled down the river home, and at a very late hour sat down to supper in their own cosy riverside parlour, to the Rat's great joy and contentment." - The Wind in the Willows, Ch 2,
by Kenneth Grahame (1859-1932)
"People who think it’s so hard to find a needle in a haystack are probably not quilters. Needles find you. Just walk on the haystack for a second. You’ll find the needle." -Jenny Lawson in Furiously Happy: A Funny Book About Horrible Things
"May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand." - Traditional Irish blessing
