Linda Hoye's Blog, page 109
April 29, 2018
Sunday, April 29, 2018
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home. William Faulkner Home. No matter how much I enjoy time elsewhere, I am always happy—though the word seems inadequate—to return home. Sometimes I imagine what it would be like if we lived in the same small town we grew up in, and our
April 27, 2018
Friday, April 27, 2018
Today has been a day dropped out of June into April. L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars We are blessed by the opportunity to spend the afternoon with our granddaughter, take her to dance class, and attend the student-led conference at her school—the first one since she transitioned from home school to public school last
April 26, 2018
Thursday, April 26, 2018
A true gardener would never pretend that gardening is all pleasure, or that it always prompts reflection. But she might claim that in the garden she has tasted Paradise. Vigen Guroian, The Fragrance of God I spend a pleasant morning in the garden tucking seeds into the soil and dreaming. A fellow gardener gives me
April 25, 2018
Wednesday, April 25, 2018
April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land I’m taken aback when I realize that two years ago at this time the lilacs were blooming. This winter really was what it seemed: long. Today, I’m going to
April 24, 2018
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends. Homer, The Odyssey We decide to go to the community garden after supper. It’s a beautiful evening—the most beautiful of the year so far. Rumour has it we’re
April 23, 2018
Monday, April 23, 2018
Henry Mitchell, in his book One Man’s Garden, observes that “it is not important for a garden to be beautiful” in everyone’s eyes. But “it is extremely important for the gardener to think it is a fair substitute for Eden.” Perhaps this is an overstatement, or perhaps it is a theological truth. Vigen Guroian, Inheriting
April 22, 2018
Sunday, April 22, 2018
The problem is not making up the steps but deciding which ones to keep. Mikhail Baryshnikov The last thing I want to do is go out. This cold (I feel like a baby for complaining so much about a cold, but man this is a rough one) still has me in its nasty grip. I’d
April 21, 2018
Saturday, April 21, 2018
I count myself as one of the number of those who learn as they write and write as they learn. John Piper, Think: The Life of the Mind and the Love of God I spend some time free writing in my journal, starting with a question: What if I release . . . ? And
April 20, 2018
Friday, April 20, 2018 – My Website is Down
My website is down. As I write this, I’m watching the sun rise from the quiet comfort my bed and recalling a conversation with my granddaughter a few weeks ago about the blessing of having our bedroom situated in such a way so we can watch this miracle in the morning. I submit a ticket
April 19, 2018
Thursday, April 19, 2018
Today I’m flying low and I’m not saying a word. I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The predawn sky is clear heralding a sunny day ahead. My healthy and hard-working husband—who just delivered a big mug of soy milky frothy coffee to my bedside—is getting ready to head out to men’s meeting,
