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Category Archives: Reflections
Carol A. Hand As I greet the morning facing east the rising sun is momentarily visible between the tree-lined horizon and the bank of clouds moving in Multicolored leaves provide a filter allowing light and shadow to dance highlighting gardens … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Does it matter whether or not we view changing global weather as natural or human caused? Perhaps. While some cheer on Armageddon others live with the illusion that perhaps our homes will soon be safe if human … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand August has been busy. Preparing to teach a research class, tending gardens, spending time with grandchildren and family, and taking time to simply live and reflect have kept me away from the blogosphere. Although my life will … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Sometimes I feel like a sprite Invisible And it’s really okay especially among so many strangers riding the city bus today There are times I prefer to be quiet when surrounded by so much loud rambling chatter … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Feeling physically fragile as I gently greet the morning gazing up at the southwestern sky a silent V of geese soon followed by another, larger V trumpeting encouragement for the one temporarily leading breaking through wind resistance … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Ageist messages that I’m too old at 70 to do simple chores sometimes makes me hesitant to try But my courageous daughter inspires me and a funny thing happens when I do try anyway I … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Sitting still watching the waning mid-July moon descending in the western sky as the world turns The wonder of nature still visible despite the old technologies that enable us to connect with others around our ever-spinning home … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand When my daughter was born, my view of the world forever changed. “To have a child is to decide to have your heart forever walk around outside your body.” (anonymous) Life was no longer something I peered … Continue reading