Pumpkin, blueberries,
Walnuts, hint of cinnamon -
    Muffins for breakfast!

 I guess that's a poem. I remember Mrs C (housekeeper) on Grantchester saying her grocery list was not a poem, even if she read it with pauses and inflectiom! 

Still working on the beautiful sunny day yesterday.

 

 March, protest, pray, give -

Turn/turning anger/fear/hope/joy/love to/into action -

    what is the best way?

Anniversary of Northern Ireland's "Bloody Sunday, birthday of FDR.

But hey - it's "clear-sky-sunny" and 42 degrees out my window.  Work on that for tomorrow.  "Hot dogs on patio"? We'll see -

Along the shoreline

waves build protective ice banks -

    relieved road sighs "Thanks"!

(Lakeshore Blvd between Fair and Pine)

 Wind gusts, blowing snow,
light is fading, temps falling -
     Good night to stay in!

(had to go out last night anyway!)

 Firm round crust around

spuds, onion, carrot, "baga" -

    Haggis? No - Pasty!

We had a Robert Burns Supper of sorts last Friday.  We read the Address to the Haggis but didn't eat one. Potato sausage or pasty seem like acceptable substitutes and I don't know anyone making potato sausage any more!  So -

He (Burns) also wrote Flow Gently Sweet Afton and My Heart's in the Highlands, which it seems to me could be a UP anthem!

 

God of time and space and all creation,

the heavens proclaim your glory

and your Word tells the dream you have for us.

We weep and mourn -

   fires and storms,

   wars and refugees,

   abuse, unkindness, untruth -

when we realize how far we are from what you intend.

And yet still Jesus says this is the year of your favor,

   with good news to the poor,

   sight to the blind,

   release to those captive to fear and sin and death.

Help us believe enough to eat the rich foods,

and drink the sweet wine of life in joy and peace,

and send -

   food, clothes, shelter, medical care, safety -

to those for whom nothing is prepared.

Help us believe, help us believe that much.

 Start, head left, then right,

bounce off chairs, circle corners  -

    The Shark Robo Vac.

 

 Berries - black and rasp,

Pasta pesto BOGO, but -

      Friday fritters - Gone!

 Five at the table,

soup, sandwich, cracker, cookie -

      Winter tea warms hearts

                 Or

      A winter tea warms

                ???

 Sunshine on water,

"on my shoulders", on fresh snow -

   Lovely - but, it's, cold!

     (-3, -16 windchill)

 From the dark outside

huddled cold in the chapel -

     the bowls sing us warm.

   (following Craig Kitchen's "Singing Bowls meditation" time.)

 Even on this day

When we fear for our country

Heaven cries "Glory"!

Or

Earth folk together

Diverse, equal, included -

   Martin had a dream.

A weekday haiku,

for Sunday a lection prayer,

for the next four years