Just a few days into the "official" first day of Spring and it looks like the Blizzard of the Century is coming. It arrives tonight according to the meteorologists and the temperature is slowing dropping. Its misty with a fine drizzle falling. It seems perfect for a hot cup of Earl Grey.

Simple things - Spring

In keeping with my thoughts on Simple Things Im trying to enjoy each day and find one simple thing to give thanks to the Lord for. I see how quickly I miss the things all around. Spring is now officially here in the weather challenged state of Oklahoma and Im surprised how fast the blooming of the Bradford Pear and Red Bud are. I just looked up and the dead trees were white with flowers and today most have turned to green. Not wanting to miss The Red Bud show I grabbed my camera.

Live Simply that others might Simply live 2009

This has been my thoughtful meditation for a few months now and the theme of this year. Im trying to understand what my part is and explore how this can become a deeper place in my life.

Living simply before God

Living Simply with others

Living Simply to give refreshment to those who are needful

Learning to cultivate the Simple gifts of life.

New Hobby

As most of you that care know -Mike left for Afghanistan in Feb.2008
He surprised me with a new camera. No more point and shoot.
So off to photography class for me... well actually I didn't leave my computer chair. My online class is fantastic and perfect for a " is the teacher still droning on" person like myself.

Ive got another 14 weeks and maybe I"ll know what Im doing.
With six grandkids I have lots of subject matter.

Nothing makes us so lonely as our secrets

I just entered a postcard -sized international art show highlighting womens issues. It's called Treasure PostCards and my entry is below. Its an altered photo and my original poem.

Cleaning Lady

I've been working on my writing lately and one of writing prompts was to write about a less than remarkable aspect of my life-

                                      THE CLEANING LADY

I am the cleaning lady

No pride or glamour in my profession

I pick up other's messes

Scouring and polishing to temporary perfection

Down on hands and knees

Cleaning floors that are dirtied again with no regard

I am the cleaning lady

Picking up the pieces of broken lives

Trying to mend heartaches

Sweeping away the pain

Always needed - not always acknowledged.

I am the cleaning lady

I am a Mother.