It Came Upon the Midnight Clear

On Sundays, I usually post a poem. Today's is the third verse of the Christmas carol "It Came Upon the Midnight Clear," words by Edmund H. Sears. After my Surviving Advent series, it seems a fitting ending. But Megan, that's a song. Poem, song. … [Read more]

Surviving December, #15-21

This is the last in my short series, Surviving December. I wrote it for a couple of friends facing particularly difficult holidays. If my list of 21 suggestions doesn't help, know it was offered in love, out of my own experience.  "West Wing" … [Read more]

Cat Man poem

"Calling cats," it confided, "tends to be a rather overrated activity. Might as well call a whirlwind." ---from "Coraline," by Neil Gaiman Cat Man He is kicking my seat back---not exactly kicking. Stretching.   He asks his mother, … [Read more]

Surviving December, #8-14

My holiday survival guide continues. And after this past week, I need it. Decorate well. Give yourself permission to do less or do it differently. This year for us that meant not decorating the outside of the house. Last year it meant buying a … [Read more]

Art Briles poem

I've spent the last 24+ hours in Waco, Texas, totally immersed in Baylor Nation and its prophet, head football coach Art Briles, whose West Texas wisdom is nothing short of priceless. Fans, I loved your signs at ESPN's College GameDay!  For the … [Read more]

Surviving December, #1-7

"Every year I just try to get from the day before Thanksgiving to the day after New Year's."---Harry, from the movie "When Harry Met Sally" All of you whose favorite Christmas song is “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year,” you can all go away now. … [Read more]

Travel poem

(Since it's the busiest travel weekend of the year, I thought I'd post a travel poem. For all you non-Texans, Utopia and Happy are actual Texas towns: Utopia is in the Hill Country, and Happy is in the Panhandle.)   God's … [Read more]

Thankful for Someone Else’s Words

I've been trying to think about what to write for Thanksgiving in this space. No words. I think I put them all in the December issue of the WACOAN. I'm aware that all is not well everywhere, in every home, this Thanksgiving. So I'm turning to my … [Read more]

Apple poem

(I had a discussion with novelist Elizabeth Crook, who informed me that "tump" is one of those Texas words I thought everyone knew, as in, "My boat tumped over." If you don't know the word, you should. Everyone needs strong one-syllable words. Like … [Read more]

Teacups

Some of you have commented on my red teacups above. When I was discussing the blog design with the Blog Whisperer, she suggested I do something with tea, since I tweet about it all the time. "Not a teapot, though," I said. "I'm not fancy about it. … [Read more]