JEAN DAVIS

I know this is a crude drawing, but a few days ago the thought came to me, “Meet me at the tree,” and I wanted to sketch it out. My...

When the dog barks. When someone comes to the door. When I’m sick. When I hear strange noises in the night. When I watch the news. Going...

Do not Sit me in front of the TV At the old folk’s home. Push me to a window So I can watch the birds, The clouds, the changing sky, The...

Sometimes it helps to ask the right questions.

Longing for a little peace? Bettie has the key.

Sometimes God brings to mind a memory just when we need it.

This past Sunday, April 5, 2020, I stood at a window in the back of our house watching for the sun to come up.