October 30, 2018

I kept The Child this morning.  One bliss for both Amelia and Honey (me) was the backyard swing.  I sat at the base of the oak, kept the swing going, while she went into her meditative place, with the occasional deep sigh and broad smile.  Her other granny’s dog was with us, as shown.  My eye travelled up to that which sustained our activity.  Oak and pine, intertwined, for this sacred moment. See what you think!





Author: Phoebe Dishman

Phoebe H. Dishman was born and raised in Beaumont, Texas. She is a wife, mother, and grandmother. An essayist and poet, she teaches adult Sunday school, compiles a monthly prayer calendar, edits the Big Thicket Association quarterly bulletin, and keeps a keen eye and ear open for birds.

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