Monthly Archives: March 2017
Endurance is not a feeling – it’s a choice
Three years ago I posted the thoughts shared in the devotional book, Streams in the Desert: https://mailboxesandoldbarns.com/2013/04/26/the-sepulchres-in-our-gardens/ Last week I had my regularly scheduled IV infusion of Herceptin, one of the toxic-yet-amazing tools used in the treatment of the cancer identified … Continue reading
Our Farmyard in the 1950s
This photo includes primary features of my childhood memories. One unique aspect to it is that, as arranged, the large farm house completely obscures the even-larger barn! As is, it helps provide a record for sons, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Documenting … Continue reading
March 16, 2017: It’s all good
A bunch of grape hyacinths is blooming as it should, looking a bit luxurious A decent sized flock of migrating birds moved south to north (they’re still playing at migrating) around noon – looked to be Canadian Geese and sounded … Continue reading
Sayings from my Dad
The sun has riz the morning is I wonder where the birdies is This often used when he called up the long stairs to the second floor bedrooms, letting us know it was time to rise and shine No rest for … Continue reading
Out of a Cardboard Box: Learning About Hospice
Six weeks before Grant died (three years ago this week) we invited hospice on to the property, signed their paperwork, and started getting acquainted with the individuals who – to one degree or another – would assist and serve us … Continue reading