Friday, October 16, 2026
"A Not So Gentle Reminder Of The Truth..."
Hopefully you don't need this reminder, but I'm certain you know someone who does... Share it with them, do everything you can to convince them that what's happening is
NOT NORMAL
"Fear Eats the Soul"
"The Views From Home..."
This is always a sad time of year for me...
The garden is confirming the sure and certain approach of winter as chilly autumn nights bid her inhabitants to prepare for their long winter's sleep.
Husband is quite proud of his banana trees and he's excited about the prospect of them overwintering in the garage this year. I'm installing heating and cooling in the garage sometime in next week or so to help preserve my old Ford Fairlane. The heated garage will also allow me no excuses for not completing the winter projects I have planned for my beautiful old car.
This is the view from porch outside my second floor office. We changed out the blooming annuals several weeks ago and the new mums are still looking lovely.
The wreath on our front door in the first image was made from the blooms of these hydrangeas that flank the seating area in front of the garage.
Blazing orange, and pinks & purples are everywhere in the perennial garden.
And amazingly, cool crisp whites are on display too.
And not to be outdone, even surprising blues are having their last hurrahs.
Soon, Husband and I will begin planting the hundreds of fall bulbs whose bright and cheery blooms next spring will signal the end of winter and the beginning of Mother Nature cycle all over again as we all take another trip around the sun.
Thursday, October 15, 2026
"Same Gender Loving People - No. 6404"
Positive images of people like me... The truth of the matter is that we all need to see people like ourselves. So every day, I'll post a photo, drawing or some other artwork that depicts Same Gender Loving People as what we are... Only Human.
"I Am Always Remembering..."
Today was an anniversary of sorts... It was exactly 20 years ago today, that I first declared my love to the beloved one. He and I had been pacing the edges of the dance floor we call love for a little more than two months, and I knew that we would either embrace one another and begin the dance of love, or depart from each other, never to look back again.
I had pondered what to do about what I was feeling that entire Sunday, with much of it spent on my knees in prayer. As dusk arrived, the decision was set in my mind and more importantly in my heart that I would tell him the truth of my heart. Finally, I rose up bravely and with more courage than I had ever felt in my life. I steeled myself and I called the beloved one and asked if I could come see him. He said, "Yes."
Once there with him, with trembling hands and throbbing temple, I revealed the truth and the precious desires of my heart to him. He listened quietly and intently. And as I spoke, the beloved one responded, speaking to me only with his eyes until, as I prepared to leave, we parted with a kiss and I told him for the first time, "I love you..."
Everything in my life changed that day... I've never been the same since. Over the course of the three years that followed, I learned well why earlier that day I had been warned but also encouraged by God. But one thing has remained the same, from that first time, to the every time of every day since, when I say to him, "I love you..." (even though he can't hear it), it's still as true as I was told it would be on that sunny autumn day while talking to God.
I am always remembering, and my greatest fear is that I may not live long enough to forget...
"The Truth About Love..."
-Catherine Anderson
"A Not So Gentle Reminder Of The Truth..."
Hopefully you don't need this reminder, but I'm certain you know someone who does... Share it with them, do everything you can to convince them that what's happening is
NOT NORMAL
"Fear Eats the Soul"
"A Thought To Ponder..."
The suspicion that they are incapable of loving
Is as disturbing to their self-esteem
As, in cruder men, the fear of impotence.
T. S. ELIOT
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