Russellings of the Spirit

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  • Short and Sweet

    It was a great visit with the granddaughters. Three of them – two 14-year-olds and one 12-year-old – went back home yesterday after five raucous, fun-filled, tiring days with us here in Fort Collins. Even though we both waved good-bye… Continue reading

  • Should we be nice?

    Today, while taking the dogs for a walk in the park, I saw a hand-painted sign leaning against a fence. It was big… probably four feet high and six feet wide. Every letter on the sign was painted a different… Continue reading

  • Short and Sweet

    “For he knows how we were made; he remembers that we are dust. As for mortals, their days are like grass; they flourish like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and… Continue reading

  • Unreasonable

    She was such a sweet lady. Petite. Probably in her late 70s. Pretty pink knit hat and matching sweater. Cheerful, smiling disposition. I’ll call her Gladys. And the way she phrased her request as just as sweet as she was.… Continue reading

  • This Old Table

    And so it begins. Earlier today Joan and I bid a fond farewell to the lovely distressed barnwood table (and six matching chairs) as it was toted out of our breakfast room. So many meals around that table. So many… Continue reading

  • Portion Control

    OK… quick show of hands: who has ever heard the comment, “Why you’re a chip off the old block, aren’t you?” Personally, I have heard it more than a few times… and I usually take it as high praise. One… Continue reading

  • Chex Mixed

    Last week we had some friends over. No big deal… it was just a friendly gathering to eat food, catch up on each other’s lives, and share a laugh or two. Or three, if needed. As good guests often do,… Continue reading