When Writers Consider the Lilies

Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Luke 12: 27 NKJV [Tweet "Retreat in a verdant garden setting is always welcome to this writer's heart."] I long for lingering moments in contemplation of the glories of Creation and the … [Read more...]

January Rose

My January Rose Frozen in pose Notwithstanding my frozen nose Nor my heavily booted toes Why art thou in bud?     Since the fall You have braved tall Through wind, rain, and all Remaining still small   Wilt thou ever bloom?   The winter chill Keeps you dwarfed to nil In vibrant color you thrill Pink with promise until . . … [Read more...]

Teatime Rain of Roses

What's in a name? that which we call a rose      By any other name would smell as sweet;William Shakespearefrom Romeo & JulietTuesday Teatime and Roses do seem one in the same in many ways.  Fragrant beauty that warms the heart, delights the senses, and restores beauty to one's being when the trials of the day scrape against the skin like a … [Read more...]

Tea with Aunt Anne

I suppose my love of tea and teatime is inherited.  We often credit our upbringing with many of our habits and ways and in this regard, tea was a favorite pastime of my grandmother and her two daughters, my mother and my Aunt Anne.Sadly, I cannot share tea with mom or grandma anymore, but I do get the pleasure of Aunt Anne's company for tea on … [Read more...]