You know you’re getting … “older” when you open up an email such as this …

And find it not only a fascinating read, but just so very practical, and maybe even a little bit hip.
Or at least close to the hip.
You know you’re getting … “older” when you open up an email such as this …

And find it not only a fascinating read, but just so very practical, and maybe even a little bit hip.
Or at least close to the hip.
So last year, Robert and I joined Georgia’s uber-cool Farm Passport Program.

“The Farm Passport is your guide to discover Georgia, support local farms and experience fresh food. Grab your passport and let it guide you across the state to see the diversity of agriculture Georgia offers.
The Farm Passport features over 90 farms included in Georgia Farm Bureau’s Certified Farm Markets program, which was created to help people discover where their food comes from, meet the farm families who grew the food, and create lasting memories with loved ones as they travel the state.” Farm Bureau, GA
We had a blast and visited 22 Georgia Farms.
Last weekend we made a little trip to Macon to pick up our prizes and to explore old town Macon a bit.

Here I am with one of the leaders of the Passport Program.

And look! Here I am with HR and our nifty new Farm Traveler T-shirts. (After all, remember, it’s T-shirt Tuesday.)

And here are a few images from our time in Macon, which by the way is (was?) my birthplace.




The cool ceiling of our Airbnb …








My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. HR’s beautifully delicious fresh Veggie Fajitas.





YUM!
2. Voting!

3. The privilege of waking up each morning. (Everybody doesn’t.)
4. Narcissus. Now! Now?


5. The sky!



Look up this Weekend!
Last Wednesday, I introduced the first of our church’s four Taize services before Easter. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, check out last week’s post real quick:
Tonight was beautifully simple and peaceful.


The theme revolved around the idea of our souls blessing God, instead of the usual other way around.
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“Bless the Lord, my soul,
And bless God’s holy name.
Bless the Lord, my soul,
Who leads me into life.”


PRAYER OF ST. FRANCIS
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace;
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is error, truth;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
Grant that I 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. Amen.

Again, May Peace be your Portion
I love this current liturgical season of Lent on the Christian calendar. For me, it’s a time to calm down, quiet down, and reflect before the exuberant excitement of Easter.

For the four Wednesdays before Palm Sunday, the church that Robert and I attend, Asbury Memorial here in Savannah, holds brief and beautifully simple Taize services.


“The Taizé prayer service is from an interfaith community founded in Taizé, France in 1940. A Taizé service provides a meditative style of song and prayer known for its simplicity and focus on Christ. Today the Taizé community comprises those of Catholic and Protestant backgrounds from regions around the globe. At a Taizé service we pray as we sing, as we reflect on the Scripture reading, as we sit in silence, and as we offer our prayers to Christ.” jaxcathedral.org

Whatever your belief, or lack of, may Peace be your Portion at this time of year.
Here is a neat article with more info about Taize, if you are in the slightest bit interested …
https://www.thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/trevin-wax/a-look-at-the-taize-community/?amp

I love this photo from this afternoon. Grandson Daniel, young Savannah actor/singer, hugging my ex-wife Donna, his Nana, after performing as the (really, REALLY) bad guy in the musical “Bright Star.”


My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Our seasonally inappropriate yet longevity-embracing pumpkin from last fall … who simply refuses to give up the ghost.


2. Like they have done in winters past, someone “decorates” our Washington Square with newly fallen camellia blooms.



3. Our incredible digestive systems, which take the food we eat and voila! gives us energy and health. Thank you, Tummy.
4. I try to keep roses around as long as possible. Why wouldn’t you?! Here’s a reiteration (is that a word?) of some white beauties that Robert gave me on Valentine’s Day.


5. R and R. (Robert and Red.)


May this weekend bring you an extravagance of Joy.
So today Robert and I invited ex-wife Donna to join us for our church’s noon day Ash Wednesday service, which was beautifully somber and peaceful, marking the beginning of the forty days of Lent in the Christian liturgical calendar.

Afterwards we went to one of our favorite local, casual seafood restaurants for lunch, Driftaway Cafe.



