by Deb Farris | Jul 2, 2021 | Musings
I was thinking about the things that contribute to the health and creativity and joy of a life, a family, a community, that allow it to thrive, to become beautiful and uniquely its own, in its time and place in this world. In my own experience, the movement—the Beauty...
by Deb Farris | Apr 19, 2021 | Memoir, Musings
busy carpenter bees buzzing crashing against farmhouse windows as i sit looking out to the shenandoah mountains far off in the distance horses stand still, statuesque one tail sweeps, a single hoof lifts, tilting into an elegant stance, the dancer’s b+ position,...
by Deb Farris | Nov 6, 2021 | Family, Musings
It’s been ten years today since my mom died. 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 old...
by Deb Farris | Sep 18, 2021 | Musings
A friend asked me yesterday how I was feeling, I said, “Really good.” She’s the kind of friend that searches past your words.“Really?” She said with a little furrow in her brow.“Really,” I said. “I am.” She didn’t seem convinced, she’s that way. “Well, you look really...
by Deb Farris | Sep 14, 2021 | Musings
Sometimes we need to be emptied Hollowed like an ol’ tree trunk in order to see through to the Water Sometimes a message is left in our path Sometimes we only need breathe to take in Beauty And other times we only need close our eyes and listen To know God is...
by Deb Farris | Aug 14, 2021 | Musings
We woke with a chunk of the neighbor’s tree on our roof— two branches the size of two trees, limbs like trunks, snapped off, split, dead. No more leaves from these two. That tree, the size of our house times two, has been a looming accident waiting to happen. The...
by Deb Farris | Jun 30, 2021 | Musings
3:00 am. The earlier you wake the bigger the day. Moments passing. I try to catch them—like the first family gathering in over a year—and put them somewhere safe. The chairs were full but some places were empty. Those people I brought to the table inside me. The...
by Deb Farris | Jun 12, 2021 | Memoir
morning, where are you? seeds of youth now buried deep, fed by soil still– … streams of light at dawn, from darkness comes your brilliance, nourishing your growth. … cast not a shadow of unrest, but protecting, till your faith takes hold. …...
by Deb Farris | May 29, 2021 | Devotions
We’re in the process of clearing things out of our well-lived-in, comfy old house—21 years for the two of us, 32 years for my parents before us, 10 of those with me there too. It’s the ol’ family home. It’s a ton of stuff! While it’s a project in and of itself for...
by Deb Farris | May 5, 2021 | Musings, Nature
I am sorting through too many thoughts as I see him standing in the distance with a watering hose connected to a flower sprinkler head, encouraging beauty with misty veils of spray. T and I are nearing the end of our walk on an unexpectedly hot Saturday, the second...
by Deb Farris | Apr 25, 2021 | Devotions
You are the trillium catching me by surprise in the woods You are the milky white of the stars spilling across the sky You are the flash of red in a forest of umbers and olives You are the flames of glory in the setting sun You are more than I ever hoped for and far...
