“Sometimes words are not enough“
A fun and easy way to cover your mouth & nose with bandannas and coffee filters. If Shelley & I can do this, so can you. Supplies: Bandanna (makes 2 masks) Coffee filter (one per mask) Scissors Rubber bands Ruler Pins Iron Sewing machine or stick-on tape Garden wire (optional)…
…To believe that we can have peace of mind, peace in our country and peace in the world. It’s just how we get there… is what separates us. A belief is nothing more than a chronic pattern of thought, and you have the ability—if you try even a little bit—to…
I’ve been making signs since my “flower-child” days. …actually before that. My dad taught me how to make signs so the words wouldn’t run off the page. In 1966 I made many signs for friends who protested the Viet Nam war. We had peaceful protests, with signs that spoke our…
I remember my Dad as handsome, creative, steadfast & brave. Not necessarily in that order, but only good memories prevail. My Dad, William Herald Allbritten, born Aug. 3, 1922, (or on the 8th as my Granny declared till she died). So, we celebrated BOTH dates. Born in Sulpher Springs, Tennessee,…
Lanice C. Emanuel spoke at the St. Paul’s Episcopal Church in Fairhope, AL. and I went to hear her presentation. She was fabulous. Her story was poignant. She walked up on the stage and her first words were: “I grew up in Pritchard, Alabama and I hated all whites”. What…
Normally I blog about ART… but yesterday I went to the Justice Museum in Montgomery Alabama. I was overwhelmed with sadness and anger to be reminded of how inhumane the blacks were treated in America from the Civil war to World War 11…. and on. We…
What’s happening in our world today seems to be a complete upheaval. But isn’t this the way to experience a new beginning? Don’t get me wrong. I am discontented with the planetary upheaval, just as you are: * Pandemic reality * Destructive weather patterns * Having no confidence in our…
This is where I want to be. “On the Wavelength of the Creator’s Voice” In order to be aware and focused 24/7, (yea right?), I read and recommend Lorna Bevan’s monthly posts. The one for June especially had a great impact on me. So, I’m going to share some of…
The first person I lost in war was Tom McDonald (Mickey). We dated in college and then he went off to Viet Nam. We were close, had fun, but I never would have married him because he was just too rambunctious for me. After all, I met him when he…
“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” Dr. Seuss