Wednesday, June 30, 2010

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Happy Garden

It is the seemingly small things in life that "make my day."  There is a guy who gardens a plot near a major traffic route that I and most people in our community travel daily.  He has been gardening for years.  I have always taken note of his garden because it is very well maintained and has a great variety of plants.  I don't believe a weed would dare to crop up in his lovingly attended space.  He put up a sign this year..."Happy Garden."  Truly, it is a "Happy Garden" and I hope people are happily enjoying it as well.  Cheers to the happy gardener!  Thank you for sharing.

Friday, June 25, 2010


Time brings along change. Like the tide, it turns; sometimes going out and sometimes coming in. I am glad my ship sails on the sea. "Steady as she goes, the wind in her starched white sails moves on blue water." Paradise on the horizon.
Ah, a change in the season.
Land Ho!

Monday, June 21, 2010

A Pocket Knife

Copyright free photograph from Magpie Tales

As I close the old pocket knife, I recollect. My grandfather used the knife to cut mushrooms and truffles as he tramped through the woods.  He was a botanist at heart and loved to find editable treasures to bring home to cook and share with his neighbors.  My father used it to tighten screws and bolts around the house and for the occasional car repair.  My brother used it for any occasion that called for a versatile tool.  Me, I use it to open wine bottles.  I lost my wine bottle opener in the last move and I haven't been able to locate it.  The old pocket knife is sturdy and always at the ready for just about any occasion.  Now where is that bottle of wine?

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Tiny Treasures On The Path Through The Laurel Highlands





Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Hero or heroin?

When reading or writing a novel do you choose a hero or heroin?  I choose both.  I honor both men and women who fight with great courage and determination the good fight of faith every day. Those rare individuals who strive to right wrongs committed against the innocent.  Sometimes they lose and sometimes they win.  It is their trying that makes them a hero or heroin.  In fact heroes/heroines lose most of the time; it is the rare win that we celebrate. 

The ordinary person making a positive difference is who I am speaking of and choosing to acknowledge.  Laud to the ordinary man or woman who stand in the gap for others.  These are the true men and women, heroes and heroines, of our time.  The ordinary person doing his or her daily duty in an extraordinary way every day humbly going about his/her life.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Sharpened Pencils

Copyright free photograph Magpie Tales.

Sharpened pencils
standing tall
 a bundle of impaling instruments.

Words written
 or spoken
do the most harm?

Wicked words harsh and mean,
casting spells.

Gentle words sooth
dispel the darkness and heal.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

There Are No Words, No Comfort

There are no words to describe a broken heart, a ruined career, and people who are bent on vengeance. The best one can do is to ask God to heal that which is broken, mend that which is ruined, and to forgive (seventy times seven if necessary) those who have it out for you.

Sometimes institutions such as schools, churches and political entities including bureaucratized (FBI) and other bands of misfits, lie to save political face.  No one cares to get to the truth, the important aspect.  Justice is a long forgotten thing.  Justice is not severed in our country anymore.  She is blind, tied up, and being use to bully people depending on your politics.    

Desperately trying to heal from all that has passed and moving forward has been a struggle.  As soon as I make good progress well you know, they remind me of their being here.  I think just for the fun of it and it is not funny!  I am trying walk in forgiveness. 

Even today for a brief moment, I struggled.  Please bear with me; I appreciate your patience.  I was known for my patience at one time in my life.  I am doing my very best to live peaceably.  PTSD's are not so bad these days.  When I am allowed to move on without any new action, they lessen and I work through the stress better.
I now live with my elderly parents who I am trying to care for, but at times is difficult because others are still being nasty.  What more can I say or do?  I have tried to help people and stop them from hurting themselves, their children, and others.  

One of the things I did as a schoolteacher and a "caregiver" most of my life is to help people make better choices.  I did grow up in Mr. Rogers Neighborhood and love it even today, most days anyway.  I grew up in a loving family, attended good schools, colleges, and have contributed to the communities I have lived in over the years.  I attended church regularly and have been active in ministry as a layperson.  I am at a loss for what has recently happened to my life, but I am hanging on to faith.

Some of my family and friends, who know what is happening, have spoken words of support and comfort.  They have over the years listened, given advice, and prayed.  But, really, there are no words to describe what has happened to my reputation, career, and livelihood.  My life is ruined; I can empathize with others in similar circumstances.  Picking up the pieces of a broken life is not that easy for everyone.

I am known as a reflective person.  People who reflect make changes more easily; this change has been more difficult.  The Loss has been tremendous.  The pain, suffering, and grief have been overwhelming!  Love does die on a human level.  Divorce does not just happen in a marriage contract it also happens in significant relationships, professional understandings, and good faith gestures.

I am moving forward and hope this is the last I speak of what has transpired.  Letting it go and moving forward.  Letting go and hoping others will let me be. 

“Knowing that we can be loved exactly as we are; gives us all the best opportunity for growing into the healthiest of people.”  

Fred Rogers

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

What Is on Your Summer Reading List?

The Urban Muse asked the question this week, "What Is On Your Reading List?"
Mine will be posted below.  If you wold like to share send me a comment with your list.

Peggy Jo's Reading List For Summer

The Last Child by John Hart
John Hart’s second book, Down River, won him the 2008 Edgar Award for best novel. Now, with The Last Child, he achieves his most significant work to date, an intricate, powerful story of loss, hope, and courage in the face of evil. Traveling the wilderness between innocence and hard wisdom, between hopelessness and faith, The Last Child leaves all categories behind and establishes John Hart as a writer of unique power.
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The Hand That First Held Mine by Maggie O’Farrell
A stunning portrait of motherhood and the artist’s life in all their terror and glory, Maggie O’Farrell’s newest novel is a gorgeous inquiry into the ways we make and unmake our lives, who we know ourselves to be, and how even our most accidental legacies connect us.
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If you like Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout or Netherland by Joseph O'Neill, you might also like:

The Imperfectionists by Tom Rachman
Set against the gorgeous backdrop of Rome, Tom Rachman’s wry, vibrant debut follows the topsy-turvy private lives of the reporters, editors, and executives of an international English language newspaper as they struggle to keep it--and themselves--afloat.
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The King's Daughter by Barbara Kyle
Upon the death of her father, Henry VIII, Queen Mary assumes the throne after a long exile. Her first order of business is to wed the devout Prince Philip of Spain, creating a powerful alliance that will transform Mary-s fanatical dream of ridding England of Protestantism into terrifying reality. And so begins the reign of Bloody Mary... Even as she plans for her own nuptials, Isabel Thornleigh is helping to lay the groundwork to overthrow Mary and bring Elizabeth to power. But none of the secrets Isabel has discovered compares to the truths hidden in her own family. With her beloved father imprisoned by Queen Mary, only Carlos Valverde-a Spanish soldier of fortune-can help Isabel. Now with England-s future at stake, Isabel risks all to change the course of history... Filled with lavish period detail and fascinating characters, The King-s Daughter mesmerizes readers as it takes them into a riveting world of riches, pageantry, passion, and danger...

Amelia Peabody Mysteries
Has anyone ever read the Amelia Peabody mysteries written by Elizabeth Peters? This is a great historical fiction series for those of you who like Egyptology and the late 1700's. The 19th book in the series was just release a week ago and is equally as good as the others in the series. Just curious to see if anyone else likes this series.

I usually read more books but I have a summer class and prep work for Fall. But, if you have any suggestions I keep a running book list.  Read, relax, and relish the time.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Loving Gesture

She worked long into the night on her sculpture of her friend Carol.  Carol loved to sing and had an excellent voice.  From early childhood to her last day on earth, she loved to sing.  She sang in the school chorus, the church choir, and events that people asked her to partake in.

Working with her simple tools of the trade, Rachel cut away lumps of clay to create a beautiful bust of her beloved friend singing, "Ode to Joy."  Besides singing Carol loved nature and sketched ladybugs, birds, and other creatures of the woodlands in her old leather bound sketch book.  A personal joy she did not share with many, but she had shared with Rachel.  Love of art was a joy they both shared although their individual choice of media was different.  They had met in a college sketch class and had become bosom friends.

It is hard to believe Carol has past.  Cancer, the stealthy killer took her life at too young an age.  The memories made, even to her dying day, helps to comfort Rachel now.  The bust for the chapel choir loft is a tribute to her friend and a comfort to others who knew Carol, as well.

Micro Flash Fiction       

Friday, June 4, 2010

...and their off to the races.

                        Me first! No, me first!.  It's a tie!  Woof! Woof!
Photo by Ginny York

Stories Without Words #150

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Mule Heel Shoes

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Copyright free photograph.

Mule Heel Shoes
A woman's work is never done,
but she always looks good
from work to play
or dancing the night away
in mule heel shoes.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010


is mindful of its partner
pays attention
brings out the best in you
sends cards
writes letters
gives you flowers for no reason, just because...
buys you "chocolate" when it's not February 14th
tapes quarters on cardboard squares so you can do laundry
knows when you have been hurt
is kind
is giving of oneself

Writing Prompt Response: One Single Impression