Author: Anne Doyle
Read about the “Wood Wide Web”–you’ll be glad you did
The Feast Day of St. Francis of Assisi
A prayer attributed to St. Francis
Lord, make us instruments of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let us sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is discord, union;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that we may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Somebody is glad I’m home…
My parents have downsized…
…from the cabins in the woods to the condo on the green. So happy I could go and assist in the move.
Things found while helping to move
Funny the things that turn up when moving. Here are just three uncovered oddities at my parents’ home: a can of baking powder marked in the old-fashioned way, a banker’s box made into a “play box” by my daughter more than 20 years ago, and a mummified dragonfly. Treasures of a different sort!
Where does one end and the other begin?
Did you know that in times past spider webs were used to bandage wounds?
There’s a new queen joining the hive at The Episcopal Church of the Advocate in Chapel Hill and she’s sporting a fine green spot. Can you see her among her drones?