When I see the police officer directing traffic at Meadow View Farms in Southwick, I’m always amazed that so many people, like me, love flowers! 

June Thoughts

The corn grows in the fields. 

Songbirds make their music. Listen—

You can hear their singing.

For a Friend

I think of you especially, today, as I see the red geraniums and small American flags on the graves in the cemetery. Later, there’ll be a parade in your honor and for all who so bravely gave their lives for our country.

April Thoughts

The forsythia, reflecting the sun’s warmth, and touched by God’s hand, blossoms in its yellow glory. Fragrant hyacinths of white, pink, and blue, planted many Easters ago, resurrect and bring their Beauty to the world.


There’s a break in the bitter temperatures, snow, and icy rain, and I’m able to keep my doctor’s appointment today. The hospital’s parking garage is almost filled—so many people here today (I think.) One has to be careful just getting out of the car as little pieces of ice have fallen from cars parked here earlier.

Going to Lunch at the Senior Center

Tuesdays and Thursdays have a special encounter

A wholesome lunch at the Senior Center. Menus of Fried Chicken, Macaroni and Cheese,

Chicken Cacciatore, or Turkey Stew if you please.

The Real Deal

Someone once said to me, “You are not a plastic person.” I’ve remembered those words forever because they are how I want to be—genuine. Over the 75 years I’ve been on this earth, I’ve met many people I’ve bonded with instantly—because they are real people who act on what they know to be right and good.

Thanksgiving Thoughts

As friends and family gather around our Thanksgiving tables, we give thanks to the Creator for His Blessings. We share food, fellowship, laughter, memories and plans for the future.

October Thoughts

Already I miss the trees’ green leaves that offered their shade from the blistering sun’s summer heat. Yet, I am in awe of the beauty of the reds, oranges, yellows, and even browns that blend in together to beautify the landscape.

The Blue Jays

They know what time I get up, and each morning they wait in the trees by the back door for me to toss them some crumbled bread. Then, they call to their family and friends to come and get some breakfast, too.