This guy is, well, just way too cute… he comes home–the conquering hero–today from Ethiopia… and he will have so many stories to tell us. I have been dreaming about him at night and thinking about him in the day… I always wanted to marry the professor like Jo did in LIttle Women, and it…
Author: Bonnie
Snakes and the Cosmos
I have a few blogs that I read daily–faithfully–or at least as often as the writers update them. Some of them are so interesting and well written, I can hardly wait for the next edition. In fact, that’s how it is for most of my favorites. You can see them in my blogroll in the…
haiku: truth
nourish grains of truth starve seeds of doubt, reap fields of liberty
haiku: green blood
skeleton of life brittle shred once pumped green blood into maple sap
haiku: proof
proof that God exits– snowflakes, scarlet leaves, sunlight– there is nothing but…
Corny Thanksgiving Quiz Answers
Here are the answers to the quiz posted yesterday. 1) wine 2) strictly ornamental 3) beer 4) five 5) big bird–pheasant in nature
Not Your Mama’s
My husband is in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, now and will return before Thanksgiving. I am missing him. He has my camera. At the moment, I can’t decide what or whom I am missing more… him or my camera. I hate to be without my camera. It’s like going out without earrings. I feel naked… absolutely naked!…
Jingle your Crotals
Sleigh Ride by Richard de Wolf In Medieval times, warhorses wore crotals. Symbols of wealth and prestige, the single bells were made of silver or gold. Archaeologists have discovered crotals in England dating back to the time of the Roman Empire. Englanders viewed them as protection against evil and disease. Some believed the bells brought wealth and…
Rubber Meat
Like most kids growing up in the 60s, I ate Spam. It wasn’t a staple like cereal or peanut butter, but when my Mom didn’t have time to go to the store, we ate Spam. She sliced and fried it; and because she made it crispy, it was almost edible. We ate it with scrambled eggs, and my…
haiku: moon
hazy globe of cold liquid silver moon piercing holes in the darkness
Bonnie Saul Wilks 