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| Red-bellied woodpecker sighted on the first day of spring |
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
And that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
-Wendell Berry from Standing By Words
Back to Mayo. Please pray for Marilyn, my m-i-l.
From joy to joy,
Nancy
Praying for Marilyn!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tammy.
DeleteFrom joy to joy,
Nancy
Sending gentle thoughts on a Springtime breeze...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
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Nancy
Shared this with Ceesa...it was just what she needed.
ReplyDeleteI keep coming back to it, over and over. Glad it could bless Ceesa!
DeleteFrom joy to joy,
Nancy
Copied this poem out for my husband. Will copy it in my writer's notebook as well. Such a keeper! I need to comment more. You have such a fine way of inspiring, Nancy! I don't know your Mayo story (you said "back" to Mayo), but I have never before or since experienced such care and attention to every-single-detail. We were there (in Rochester) with our 3yo son many years ago. Praying for healing for your m-i-l, Marilyn. Thank you, Nancy.
ReplyDeleteDear Claudia,
DeleteThank you for these warm, comforting words!
From joy to joy,
Nancy