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Musings: to meditate, think, contemplate, deliberate, ponder, reflect, ruminate, reverie, daydream, introspection, dream, preoccupation, brood, cogitate.

Monday, March 23, 2020

Synchronicity and Authenticity

On my West Highland Creagan blog I am doing Sarah Ban Breathnach's new Simple Abundance, which is all about becoming our authentic selves.  I wanted to share this 2013 essay on authenticity here in hopes that you would join me over at West Highland Creagan.....

Thursday, February 6, 2020

Keeper of Dreams

Long ago in the Land of Lully it was brought to the attention of the King that the animals in the forest did not dream.  So the King decreed that Wood Nymphs would be in charge of giving dreams to all the animals that slept during the day while Forest Faeries would be in charge of giving dreams to all the animals that slept during the night.

Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Musings on a Wednesday Morning

Why can't my arbor look like this on hot summer days--chairs lined with snow?!

Wednesday, January 1, 2020


"There are years that ask questions and years that answer."  

©Mary Engelbreit

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

Four Days Away

When we made our plans back in August for our New England Leaf-Peeping vacation we checked the Fall Foliage forecast.  It said "near peak" for the four days we chose--October 7 to 10.  As you can see that rainy Monday afternoon when we arrived at the Red Lion Inn in Stockbridge, Massachusetts the trees had not gotten the message. . . .

Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Three Days Away

The last time we were in Oxford, Maryland was 1975.  Oxford is a very small village (pop. 607) on the eastern shore of Maryland along the Tred Avon River which empties into the Choptank River which flows into the Chesapeake Bay.  After 44 years, we thought we should visit again.  This is a post card from that visit.   . . .

Oxford was officially founded in 1683.  In 1694 it was mandated by Maryland legislation the first and only port of call for the eastern shore of Maryland.  Anne Arundel (later called Annapolis) would become the second port of call and was located on the western shore of the Bay.

Sunday, September 22, 2019

Now What?

Before the tender age of three I had gotten lost twice, according to my mother.  The first time was in a soybean field behind our house when I was two.  The second time I took my little red wagon and my dog, Tuffy (above) with me.  I don't know how long I was gone or how far I got, but the police found me plodding along down the sidewalk.  I don't know why my mother says I was lost.  I knew exactly where I was going!