Tag: Grateful

so very cold – take good care

So very cold, and I read today at the National Weather Service.

This is very severe weather, with “dangerous wind chills.”

I typed “weather” as a Google search, and it is 22 degrees below zero here now. The back yard thermometer tells me too, as the sun rises.

Our house began as a cottage in the 1940s. Many people have added their work over decades. Karl has worked hard to integrate the chapters of the house, with help from local businesses, and we are warm and comfortable.

And I am grateful for all who offer their gifts and work to all. Here I am, enjoying our blogs, with the internet. Hard to believe that it all works this well. Grateful.

Take good care always!

grateful

sun rests
on a small plant
then an empty
wood chair

I read
library books
one page
at a time

Ellen Grace Olinger

Colors of Blue

I looked out the window at the blue sky and then around my little study room, with the blue file cabinets and chair. And I thought of my poems with blue themes. Here are three poems.

bluebirds
truly so blue
trustworthy friends

more colors of blue
in Lake Michigan today
than I can name
the wonder of always learning
dreaming new dreams

hard years show
I let them show
growing anew

We enjoy our blue vase, which goes well with many colors.

Photo by Karl, 2018

Christmas Morning

Stillness. Home. Grateful.

Some old memories – the way home from visiting my Swedish grandparents, Poppa Ernie and Nanna, at their home in Milwaukee. Poppa Ernie worked on the railroad, and Nanna worked at home. They created a new life here. My father took Nanna back to Sweden for a visit when she was old.

So many years, yet mostly content to be still and simple now. We stopped at Menards in Sheboygan and bought a wreath and holiday planter. Both on sale. Yesterday we bought a poinsettia in pastel colors at Mentink’s Market Piggly Wiggly here in Oostburg. Some good food to prepare at home.

These are some Bible verses I have quoted in posts, this year of change and new health challenges, and healing. My spirit is strong, and much progress. I remember my mother’s last Christmas on earth in a hospital and nursing home. And I reflect upon all the art and stories of family and friends. My goals are to be well, simple, and continue here.

When my spirit
was overwhelmed within me,
then thou knewest my path.

Psalm 142: 3a (KJV)

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels,
that the excellency of the power
may be of God and not from us.

2 Corinthians 4: 7 (KJV)

Thou tellest my wanderings:
put thou my tears into thy bottle:
are they not in thy book?

Psalm 56: 8 (KJV)

And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us:
and establish thou the work of our hands upon us;
yea, the work of our hands establish thou it. 

Psalm 90: 17 (KJV)

S erene and sure
T rust
A long the
R oad of faith

Please visit Quiet Christmas Poetry if you wish to read more short poems.

Stillness home
Grateful blessings
Thank you

Ellen Grace Olinger

“Thou tellest my wanderings”

Thou tellest my wanderings:
put thou my tears into thy bottle:
are they not in the book?

Psalm 56: 8 (KJV)

tears that were not
cried at the time

kindness that carried
me along to words

and poems that may
sometimes be tears too

Favorite photo from Spring 2016
Flowers from a store
Winter 2017

Ellen Grace Olinger

we drove North

we drove North
to see fall colors

along the way
snow fell and
lightly covered

fields of soybeans,
corn, and other crops

and the wind
painted one side
of tall trees
with the snow

today