A Holiday

I am a big proponent of self-devised holidays.  My friend Rachel in Australia invented the charming notion of ‘Blossom Day’ for her daughter as a festivity of their down under spring-in-November.  Years ago ‘Joy Day’ was instituted by my sister and me as an excuse to celebrate one of our favorite friends; another of our…

Cafe des Artistes

As we turned off of Central Park West and drew near the green awning heralding Café des Artistes, Dave cast an uneasy glance towards Liz.  “Ummm—am I dressed okay?”  He peered in the window at the magnificent sprays of flowers and waiters in white coats bustling to and fro. “Well—,” Liz endeavored to be diplomatic;…

Love (III)

Still trying to get my bearings again after traveling, I thought I’d just share one of my very favorite poems.  I cherish the beautiful mercy of Christ that these lines express, and can relate so well to the feelings of unworthiness before such amazing love…    Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,…

The End

The End