Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
The fog hangs heavy in the early morning light. What a lovely canvas for this soft mist - a painter's dream. The leaves lie dormant upon the ground, mostly burnt sienna, but some, lemon yellow. I search to find a scarlet leaf, but there are none to be found; nor, is there a cardinal anywhere
She was my first best friend, the one who taught me to see the wonder in simple things. There was the robin's nest she showed me, and then again, when tiny birds fluttered by my bedroom window. I remember those eggs, so incredibly blue. She took care of the wild cats in the woods, brought
It is a funny thing in life; we often cultivate patience with others, but have little left over for ourselves. We tell our friends and family members to take a break, get more sleep, nourish their bodies and souls. We worry about our children, our aging parents, our neighbors, our friends. We want them to
The holidays will soon be upon us; it is that time of year to start thinking about gift-giving. Sometimes, we think long and hard when choosing a gift for our beloveds. Many times, the perfect gift is the gift of ourselves and our time. The time we spend with our friends and family is precious.
I learned an important lesson last weekend, and I learned it from a child about to turn six years old; things take time, and you have to be patient and wait. I have probably learned this lesson a hundred times over. Obviously, I needed a refresher course! It is hard to wait for things we