Mary Beth Writes

This morning I finished a story I’ve been working on since May! I submitted it to an intimidating place that won’t accept it … but they say life happens where you show up, right? I got my money’s worth out of my morning.

Here are some other places where I showed up lately -- where others had showed up before me:

wooden disks for sale at Menards

Wooden disks for sale at Menards. Aren’t they beautiful?

Purple car

I make my morning oatmeal out of whatever looks likely and needs to be eaten. Which is how last week I glanced down and said to myself, “I bet I am the only person in America this morning who is eating sweet potato grape oatmeal.” 

I bet the guy who owns this car feels the same. 

wild shoes

 Wandered through St. Vincent’s. The person who originally bought these shoes showed up in her life!

little guys

These guys were in a bag marked $2, but I used my discount and got them for $1.84.  They are attending church with me Oct 29, when I preach the sermon as well as a “story for all ages” time.  I’ll use them in the kid part, but I bet adult would enjoy finger puppet action in any average sermon. Will have to think about that.

leaves at my feet

 I like October. Something about me that is NOT unique.

wet walk

When I started this walk, it wasn’t raining. When I was two miles from home, it started to pour. I was wearing a baseball hat; brim of the hat kept rain off my glasses and face. My thrifted jacket proved to be (lo and behold!) waterproof. Walking back home in the rain was comfortable. I swear I thought for twenty minutes about how life is not yes or no, good or bad, possible or impossible – but just – do you have the tools you need?  While I was walking, this seemed very deep. Not so sure now.

The Morning Glory who showed up and gave its blue to the sky.

morning glory

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

I love this -- all of it. The car the oatmeal, and how life is not yes or no.

Sweet potato grape oatmeal. (Clenching my teeth - ha). Love the shoes - well, not for me. Finger puppets, very cute. I have a sign above the bed in Girl Heaven - “ Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning how to dance in the rain”. Kind of says it all, doesn’t it Excellent. Enjoyed this!

Loved the Morning Glories and the discs! A productive walk.

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Cahokia

Last week we went to Cahokia with our pals, Otis and David. Our Corps of Discovery (not to be confused with Lewis and Clark’s expedition of the same name) started because, at my daughter’s request, Otis had sewn a quilt for her. Len and I decided it would be fun to drive to the central Illinois village where he lives to pick it up, thus saving them the fortune it would cost to ship it.

And if one is going to be tootling down along the Mississippi River, why not hop on down to Cahokia, across from St. Louis?

I mean, how much further can it be? 

4th Thoughts

I’m reading a new book about the Upper Midwest, late 1500’s - 1750ish.  The book is Indian Women and French Men; Rethinking Cultural Encounter in the Western Great Lakes, by Susan Sleeper-Smith - and I am reading it as avidly as my granddaughter listens to story hour. 

This is from the introduction: “In kin-based societies, behaviors change as people struggle either to attain or retain symbolic capital – what people sense as honor, prestige, respect, or authority.”

Pastor Betty Rendon has been Deported by Our ICE

This is on Facebook this morning:
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 Here is a message posted by Pastor Betty Rendon, who landed yesterday in Bogotá after being d

Spring is Blooming!

Please click into this PDF to see a lot of photos and a few quotes and poems about what's blooming!

In Honor of Honor

Here we are at Memorial Day again. This is a time to honor those who have given so much to and for our nation. In honor of their honor - here are some of my thoughts and actions. 

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Some of you already know about this. If you don’t, please read the Sun-Times article.

Pastor Betty Rendon was arrested by ICE early in May in Chicago. She was a student pastor at Emaus Lutheran in Racine and just beginning her work on a Ph.D.

A Long Ago (sort of) American Camelot on the Mississippi

 I finally finished reading “Empire by Collaboration” by Robert Michael Morrisey. It is a history of the Mississippi River from what is now the general St. Louis area down to its confluence with the Ohio River. This is the area Len and I traveled to see the solar eclipse in August 2017. While we were there, we visited Fort De Chartres and Kaskaskia, we saw old houses in tiny river towns, and we saw one of the oldest cemeteries I’ve seen in the US; it filled with 18th century gravestones inscribed with beautiful French names.

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