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for my friend, Kathleen. In the clear, hot Texas night I’ll be looking up towards the heavens listening for her laugh, looking to see if her smiling eyes are crinkled up in Kathleen mirth… which was not like any other! Sail ahead, girl and wait for us on the shore. ©Nancilynn Saylor 2016 photo from Google search […]

Morning sky thunders Prayed for rain in torrents falls Gray day gratitude !

My son, Steve, was born the last day of June in 1968. It was a hot day long before noon came when I took the second half bottle of castor oil-the first have downed yesterday in an attempt to get labor started. I mixed both halves with orange juice, as that was what I vaguely […]

I have just returned from the back deck in our small blue house on Bilbrook Place. I tool my favorite coffee mug, filled with coffee dark and rick and colored the nice shade of caramel that is my preference. The sky, a heavenly shade of blue, not azure, more Robin’s egg blue, with a smattering […]

There is no new calendar for my wall but I am aware that there will need to be one soon. There is much to keep up with in the day-to-day world of busy humans                                         goals […]

My son has simply been absent more years than those spent with his family… His parents- now aging, his Grandparents passed away, and his children and grandchildren grew, all while he was gone. Yesterday he turned forty-four. I still see him In a large, sad corner of my mind, as a child. Well, he’ll always be […]

This weekend I spent time in the kitchen! While normally one of my favorite things to do, canning, it seems that the Carpal Tunnel Syndrome that has attacked both hands, seems to genuinely be slowing me down. I did not realize it was so severe, although I know it makes it difficult to fall asleep […]

Two days remain in late April the thermometer has registered low 90s This is our signal and far more accurate spring prepares to exit This morning, our first magnolia bloom pulled me like a magnet to stand beneath and search for what my nose already told me was there… Three rows up and to the […]

My mother told me numerous times after I finished a long excited tale about my gardening…”you were born into the wrong century-the wrong generation”. Mom and her siblings were raised in the Great Depression…on a farm…in Minnesota. I heard the tales of milking the cows and feeding the chickens and dresses made from flour sacks. […]

MRI Not necessarily scary What goes on in a brain? Holding still and watching myself breathe  in the convenient face placed mirror “I did great”, according to the tech, She has no idea I used to be a tech in another life I know ” that’s all we were allowed to say”. I asked to […]