

when will we ever learn?
One hundred and fifty-eight years ago, the Grand Army of the Republic, a fraternal organization of Union Civil War veterans, established Decoration Day as a time to decorate the graves of those who died in that war with flowers. They picked May 30 because flowers would be in bloom in most of the United States at that time, an easy, ready and suitable tribute to lay upon a grave. Estimates are that as many as 850,000 people died in our own nation's Civil War. !!!!! Eventually


Some things are right just the way they are
Eleven years ago, I posted this poem by Jack Prelutsky as a reminder that some things in life are right, just the way they are. Also known as "If it ain't broke, don't fix it!" Be glad your nose is on your face, not pasted on some other place, for if it were where it is not, you might dislike your nose a lot. Imagine if your precious nose were sandwiched in between your toes, that clearly would not be a treat, for you'd be forced to smell your feet. Your nose would be a sourc


in life, practice good stewarship
There’s a reason that gardening is a metaphor for living. Actually, there are dozens. Today, I finally attended to the rock garden. It was vastly overgrown with weeds. Over the years, my neighbor’s lily of the valley has intruded into this garden, the weeds that never seem to die but that need pulling every year have wended their way everywhere and the plants I want have just extended their own tendrils as far as they can. It was chaos. As I worked, every metaphor for living
