The Capsule

Light was streaming through the slightly opened blinds as morning came calling at the farm. The winter solstice has passed and days are growing longer as spring moves closer than before. As I lay contemplating the day ahead, my thoughts went to prayers of gratitude for a solid night’s rest, the presence of a comforting […]

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The Thread

Two dark eyes peering from the golden tan head attached to a frantically wagging posterior signal to me a desire to play. Soon, the ball is dropped beside my reclining seat as if saying; let’s get this going. Ice covered snow outside precludes a romp in the yard lest there be a furry orb sliding […]

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Heart to Heart

(By Cathy Garrott) It’s interesting how people with PD tend to bond immediately. A former student of mine (30 yrs. ago) goes to the same rehab center that I do and recently, because of a schedule change, we have been in the same group exercising in the pool once a week. Her husband told me […]

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Light of Grace

It was four in the morning and the chill in the air was penetrating. A quick run to the potty followed by a stumble over the ever inquisitive retriever solidified the proposition that sleep would not be revisited soon. Snugly between the covers, one position found a pain requiring adjustment. Then, thoughts went to the […]

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The Rough Spot

An unwelcomed alarm rang as this winter inhabitant lay deep in sleep beneath the warm confines of the sheets and cover. A slow moan of protest served only as a prompter to arise from the fetal position as feet were inserted into the waiting slippers. A tug at the ready sweatshirt pulling it over head […]

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The Masterpiece

She’s restless and constantly licking herself, pacing in between sniffs of every inch of the carpet or the door. She finds a restful place stretched front paws forward under the vintage end table. Gracie, nearly nine months old now, is entering her first heat cycle. This means Agnes, two months Gracie’s junior, but many pounds […]

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The Ticket

Overcast and gloomy, the sky looks ominously like it is about to let loose its bounty of moisture. Rain, snow, or a daunting mix of both may be forthcoming as the day progresses. Armed with a hefty stack of Carolina cut wood and a trusty stove in which it burns, one would think this time […]

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The Waiting Logs

Moments of bright sun peeked through the overcast sky as the temperature rose to a shirt sleeve welcoming degree. The chill still permeated the house and the burnable firewood was getting low. A bounty of twelve to fourteen inch cut logs lay temptingly on the deck. They were too large to burn in the old […]

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The Squatter

Blue skies embrace the bright sun as the temperature rises above forty degrees. Clouds begin to meander in as blue shades turn to gray. Humidity rises and the wind feels as though it will blow right through the layers of defense worn beneath the outer coat. Another log in the old stove keeps the inside […]

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Becoming a paraclete

By Cathy Garrott: Last week I received a letter from a dear friend in England telling me that her younger sister had just been diagnosed with PD. She said the whole family is somewhat in shock and struggling to grasp what this means for the future. Her letter was somewhat of a cry for me […]

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