Hope

Clémence was the spirit of mercy, kindness, gentleness.  She looked around the world, and found very little of it.  Gone was goodwill toward a fellow-sojourner in life, love for a neighbor of a different sort, and good cheer for a holiday season.  As Clémence journeyed, she fell into despair.  She petitioned the Highest to change her essence.  It was granted, and she…

I Can Help

Just because I have white hair doesn’t mean my head is full of cottage cheese.  I have seen and experienced the beginning up until now.  I watched the sky as they arrived.  No one heeded my warnings.  They secretly assimilated into our way of life.  They destroyed all that was dear. Everything considered old and outdated was replaced with shiny…

The Dark Times

Walking along the road of life, Rebecca fell through the cracks.  In the gloomy world below, she felt compelled to follow the darkened passageways that spiraled downward.  “I can do this,” she whispered numbly. “No, you can’t,” the voices hissed. She stumbled yet kept moving.   At long last, she declared, “I can do this!”  A tunnel…

Thursday Doors: Transformers Two

The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Dan Antion over at “No Facilities.” ~~ This week’s post is a continuation of one I did in September.  In our part of southern France, the “transformer sheds” have been beautified.   I discovered this shed on a walk my husband and I took…