Category: prose
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My Sister’s Morning Surprise on the Beach
For my second sister, Carol F. My sister was taking her usual early morning walk on the beach in St. Lucia when she came across something unforgettable. Just above the tide line, she spotted a huge sea turtle that had already pulled herself out of the water to lay her eggs. She stepped closer, carefully,… Read more
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The Lord is My Shepherd
Psalm 23 Try writing your thoughts in the style of the Psalms. Thanks for reading!😊 Reference; Psalm 23 KJV-The Bible Read more
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Happy New Year–2026!
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Winter Christmas Joy- Here and There
Christmas Image by WordPress Christmas shows up in so many small wonders, and this year I’ve gathered a little collection of them to share with you. From winter walks to sparkling mall decorations, from funny Christmas moments to glowing trees and three beautiful Nativity scenes. Each photo carries its own piece of the season’s joy.… Read more
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Wildflowers that make us think…
When walking, take time to observe the plants lying flat on the ground or against the stone wall of the sidewalk, or pushing through the concrete of an abandoned building. What do you see? What do you think? This is my unedited shot of the thistle-prickly leaves and stems. I had fun reading about it… Read more
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Embracing Rain: A Pluviophile’s Reflection
Reflecting on memory There’s a poetic word for those of us who find solace in rainy days—pluviophile. It originates from Latin pluvia, meaning ‘rain’, and Greek philos, meaning ‘beloved’ or ‘dear’. I’ve always felt the word pluviophile speaks to something deeper than preference; it’s a spiritual kinship. Rain has always meant more than just weather… Read more
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Stricken Souls- Repost
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Dear Reader: Why I’m Reposting This Poem I first shared this poem on my blog on February 20, 2025, though its roots stretch back even further. It was written in a season of quiet reflection, then gently reviewed and refined over time. I never imagined how eerily prophetic it would feel today. The lines of… Read more
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Lament for a Broken City
Praying for the cities that are bound by pain Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the Lord keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain. –Psalm 127:1 Lament for a Broken City The city once breathed in a steady rhythm, Its streets are alive with quiet hope and earnest words,… Read more
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My First Guides
Best Bosses at Maria Montessori School, Toronto, Ontario. A teacher plants the seeds of knowledge, sprinkles them with love, and patiently nurtures their growth with the sunshine of encouragement.” — Author Unknown. My First Work Mentors in Canada I still remember the first day I stepped into the Montessori school, housed in an old community… Read more
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pun on the word trump
Thinking and Writing Outside the Box- Writing Class Dear Readers, Have you ever noticed how one little word can cause a whole lot of noise? Trump, what a name! A proper noun, a verb, a noun, an idiom, what a spectacle. In this short verse, I’m having a bit of fun with the many hats… Read more
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