Since I was in school this summer, I was fully emersed in learning this summer while still working in childcare/summer camp full-time. I guess you could say all my senses were engaged at one time or another.

Blessings to you, my friend.

ps – love the nesting dolls

ohhhh I love that ? thank you!

Season is such a wonderful word…maybe it’s meant to go dormant in some months and rise up fresh in others?

Oh, wow–that’s wonderful that your daughter did that, Lisa! I’m sure it was a life-changing experience for her.

Thanks for sharing about your pastor and about the Olympian. There are so many people who struggle with various challenges, including you. I’m grateful for how you continue to encourage others despite those challenges, Lynn.

My old set of nesting dolls was missing a few parts so I’m glad to have this new set. 🙂 I’ll look forward to your sensory finds with Remember!

Finishing Coat
by Lynn D. Morrissey

High-gloss polish me.
God, make my soul to shine
like burnished brass, so You can see
Your face.

Admittedly, I don’t either, but I love that quote. You can easily Google analyses of the poem. I’d say a Putin dream is a nightmare. I wonder what God is showing you through it? I wrote a poem about Ukraine and Putin; though I don’t mention his name you know to whom I’m referring by the attribute I use for him. I’m still so moved by the resolve and patriotism of the Ukrainians and by his unwarrented vileness and violence. Genocide. No other word for it.