(scroll for some captions) Title photo “Folds in Space-time”, all photos © 2019 Timothy Waugh
Category: Loving
I was delighted.
I was delighted that it was a male tenor, not a female contralto singing on the radio at 5:18 this evening. Where did seven hours go? Sleep… Read more “I was delighted.”
Wonder then joy then peace . . .
I am still in that room, the one with the view. Shabbat shalom . . .
Coming Soon
Morning sun with saffron finger tracing lines. Slow. Linger . . .
Pathways Profane
Last night was the Connect Group of which I am a part. It is what I used to call a Home Community, but in a Presbyterian way.… Read more “Pathways Profane”
Very, very few weeds.
The plot, the garden plot, is bearing some fruit now. I am with the bees and really liking it. This yellow jacket was bathing in the pool… Read more “Very, very few weeds.”
Again . . .
It is indeed a mystery: mister missed her; where is she? Then it rang and sang all day, a tiny bell with much to say. One simple… Read more “Again . . .”
