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This Good Man
This good man ~who has left us behind~ whose farm-hardened hands wielded not only heavy hammers but cradled a trembling wee bird. This good man ~who has left us behind~ raised many a calf and chick...
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The Cathedral to Memory
I planted an apple tree in memory of my mother, who is not gone, but whose memory has become so transparent that she remembers slicing apples with her grandmother (yellow apples; blue bowl)...
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Not Burdock’s Blame But Mine
A Burdock — clawed my Gown — Not Burdock’s — blame — But mine — Who went too near The Burdock’s Den — ~Emily Dickinson One day in 1948, an amateur Swiss mountaineer and naturalist, George de...
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Preparing Through Parable: The Divine Gardener
5 “A farmer went out to sow his seed. As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path; it was trampled on, and the birds ate it up. 6 Some fell on rocky ground, and when it came up, the...
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Preparing Through Parable: The Seed Sprouts and Grows, He Knows Not How
26 He also said, “This is what the kingdom of God is like. A man scatters seed on the ground. 27 Night and day, whether he sleeps or gets up, the seed sprouts and grows, though he does not know...
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Preparing Through Parable: Like a Mustard Seed
30 Again he said, “What shall we say the kingdom of God is like, or what parable shall we use to describe it? 31 It is like a mustard seed, which is the smallest of all seeds on earth. 32 Yet when...
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Preparing Through Parable: A Yeasty Mix
The kingdom of heaven is like yeast that a woman took and mixed into about sixty pounds of flour until it worked all through the dough. Matthew 13:33 An infant is a pucker of the earth’s thin...
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Overrun By Weed Creep
…all I know is that we must cultivate our garden… ~Voltaire from Candide This year, once again, we’re late getting our garden in — there have been too many other things happening in our work...
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In Search of a Cage
It took only a moment to decide. As happens every day, as she sang to me, her arm reached past my perch through the open cage door, to pour fresh water in my bowl. Just beyond her, overhead...
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The Power To Break Rocks
“The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.” ~Tennessee Williams in “Camino Real” (These words became his epitaph) Some beginnings in this life commence on inhospitable ground: no...
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