by Deb Farris | May 17, 2022 | Devotions
IWe walk the shoreline,My dog looks for things to eat,Pulling my arm off. IIFish bones, food wrappers,She finds something dangerousAlmost every day. IIISitting and resting,The dog poses like the cloudsAs the people pass. IVI have time to think,Small prayers floating...
by Deb Farris | Apr 16, 2022 | Devotions
I was sitting in my father’s chair (it creaks so badly as if mimicking my own bones) and humming a Hymn a friend reminded me of. A Hymn that brought back a Sunday in 2006 at Bethel Church on Washington Island with my family. We all sang in the choir that day–all...
by Deb Farris | Apr 5, 2022 | Devotions
Hearing the bird whistles I had been deaf to just moments earlier, so noisy my thoughts, I whistled back. Breathing in each sound as sunlight moved back morning shadows while Sitting in stillness, exhaling, emptying what remained of my yesterdays, Craving a refilling,...
by Deb Farris | Feb 24, 2022 | Musings, Travels
We were winsome, a little different than the others, often off on our own, always looking in. I admired her, her poetic way of seeing the world, and her beige suede boots. She was smart, made pen drawings, played classical guitar, wrote poetry. She gave me the boots....
by Deb Farris | Nov 6, 2021 | Family, Musings
It’s been ten years today since my mom’s passing. She loved Morning Buns so I bought one yesterday to have for breakfast this morning. They’re big, Todd and I share. You can peel off the layers one at a time. Fannie was begging for some. I told Todd to give her the...
