Mary Beth Writes

This morning I finished a story I’ve been working on since May! I submitted it to an intimidating place that won’t accept it … but they say life happens where you show up, right? I got my money’s worth out of my morning.

Here are some other places where I showed up lately -- where others had showed up before me:

wooden disks for sale at Menards

Wooden disks for sale at Menards. Aren’t they beautiful?

Purple car

I make my morning oatmeal out of whatever looks likely and needs to be eaten. Which is how last week I glanced down and said to myself, “I bet I am the only person in America this morning who is eating sweet potato grape oatmeal.” 

I bet the guy who owns this car feels the same. 

wild shoes

 Wandered through St. Vincent’s. The person who originally bought these shoes showed up in her life!

little guys

These guys were in a bag marked $2, but I used my discount and got them for $1.84.  They are attending church with me Oct 29, when I preach the sermon as well as a “story for all ages” time.  I’ll use them in the kid part, but I bet adult would enjoy finger puppet action in any average sermon. Will have to think about that.

leaves at my feet

 I like October. Something about me that is NOT unique.

wet walk

When I started this walk, it wasn’t raining. When I was two miles from home, it started to pour. I was wearing a baseball hat; brim of the hat kept rain off my glasses and face. My thrifted jacket proved to be (lo and behold!) waterproof. Walking back home in the rain was comfortable. I swear I thought for twenty minutes about how life is not yes or no, good or bad, possible or impossible – but just – do you have the tools you need?  While I was walking, this seemed very deep. Not so sure now.

The Morning Glory who showed up and gave its blue to the sky.

morning glory

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

I love this -- all of it. The car the oatmeal, and how life is not yes or no.

Sweet potato grape oatmeal. (Clenching my teeth - ha). Love the shoes - well, not for me. Finger puppets, very cute. I have a sign above the bed in Girl Heaven - “ Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning how to dance in the rain”. Kind of says it all, doesn’t it Excellent. Enjoyed this!

Loved the Morning Glories and the discs! A productive walk.

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Read this, Friends. "Home" by Warsan Shire

I just read this poem. The small part I can do today is pass it along to you.

https://genius.com/Warsan-shire-home-annotated

Home by Warsan Shire

(Shire was born in Kenya to Somali parents. She migrated with her family, as a child, to Great Britain.)

 

Home

no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark.

you only run for the border
when you see the whole city
running as well.

To Never Return - “No Great Mischief” by Alistair MacLeod

I read a remarkable book that I think some of you might like to read, also.

It’s “No Great Mischief” by Alistair MacLeod (1936-2014) and it is considered one of the Canada’s finest novels.  

The book is set in the 1980’s; Alexander MacDonald is the narrator. Curiously there will be three Alexander MacDonalds in this novel; each lives out a particular destiny of immigrants to North America, each moves the modern story ahead.

Our Un-rocky 4000 Mile Road Trip to the Rockies

I am very happy to have this website back! So is Len ... now he can go go on to OTHER projects on his list.  Fixing this after the attack-hack of early May - it was not an easy thing. 

But we're good to go now ...

While I was offline I was one a big old road trip to the Canadian Rockies. And then I was writing about it.

Some of you remember the Prairie Dog Quadrilateral - my weekly newsletter. I published it in PDF mode because it allows me to add a lot of photos.

(Don't) Send in the Clowns

Where this blog-post started: Several posts ago “The Non-Consumer Advocate” was about clowns. Specifically, the weird clown flotsam one finds when thrifting.  Here’s what Katy Wolk-Stanley posted at her site. http://thenonconsumeradvocate.com/goodwill-badwill-questionable-will-clowns-clowns-more-clowns/  

Marching for Our Lives in Milwaukee Today

Len and I went to the March for our Lives in Milwaukee today.

Here are of our observations and thoughts.

First: There were as many not-young people as young ones. It was the most age-diverse protest/march I have ever attended and that felt good. This is a young person’s movement right now, and that's awesome – but the reality when one is there feels far less “youth vs old people” than the media makes this out to be. People young and old and in-between want our laws to reflect the common sense of the majority of American citizens.

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