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Category Archives: On the Lighter Side
Carol A. Hand Is hope fading with every wearing or seeping inside concealed as deeper caring? A question to ponder on laundry day dressed in my secondhand clothes *** Advertisements
Carol A. Hand *** I’m grateful to be standing, here, witnessing autumn’s delight long grass bending with the weight of sparkling dew, a welcome sight the last of the clematis flowers colorfully translucent in the morning, bright on our “pale … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Taking moments to simply breathe and observe Another morning shrouded by clouds and mist A drive to work fraught with potentially dangerous obstacles that could easily trigger feelings of anger or fear but choosing instead to marvel … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Being in the moment for a moment Simply observing as a busy ladybug climbs a blade of grass I smile as the grass bends to the ground Undeterred, she climbs another When it remains upright she flies … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Imagine, for a moment, what it’s like to be born to a life where one is prejudged and regarded with fear or with scorn I don’t smell like a flower but I do have a scent to … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Grateful for sharing a visit to a garden with the dear friend who delighted in each bloom and greeted everyone we met with kindness as we shared a lunch at a local “greasy spoon” *** *** Grateful … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand I swear I can feel the tension building among thirsty trees and plants anxiously waiting for life-giving rain to bless their day – at last I breathe a sigh of relief as healing drops finally begin to … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Here I am, ‘though bleary eyed after editing all day I’d like to answer comments but I’ve little else left to say Two hundred pages done Two hundred more to go Some days the work seems easier … Continue reading