As an author, she focuses on Celtic and ocean themes for her mysterious, adventure-filled romances. But then, you NEVER know what might arise on the high seas…
Heidi Kortman’s published work features an eclectic mix of devotionals, short stories, flash fiction, and poetry. Her subject matter ranges from science fiction to everyday life and mixes the spiritual with the practical and mundane.
Thank you, Lisa Hunderman Photography! For the first time since kindergarten, a photograph of me pleases me. Tuesday tells the truth.
Monday Marvels Moths: Such Variety Literary character Elnora Comstock might have gone out with a lantern to attract the Yellow Emperors she collected, but this looks more to me like it might be one of the many varieties of a sphinx moth. It sat patiently on my screen door while I came out to capture
Memorabilia: a Souvenir a Fairing I remember watching the liftoffs from Cape Canaveral, while listening avidly to Walter Kronkite, and sitting on our braided rug, with my attention glued to the televised broadcast of each splashdown. Astronauts, heroes. My imagination thrilled to it. I was a handicapped child, yet I could participate, help heroes.
Items for Thursday Thanking The clouds of earlier have thinned and split, so from this distance the lawn is almost an Irish green. I can appreciate the chicory and Queen Anne’s Lace growing along the side of the road. Ever thank God for having an appetite? Lunch certainly tasted good. Library Books Good news
The View Holds Hope a Wednesday Window In the early hours today, I submitted poems to a winter-themed anthology which I expect to be available in January. I’ll give updates. Update: It takes very little to shift things so that the view holds hope. Two poems were accepted and published, and there’s a link to
Tuesday Tells Notable Quotes “I had to fight hard against loneliness, abuse, and the knowledge that any mistake I made would be magnified because I was the only black man out there. Many people resented my impatience and my honesty, but I never cared about acceptance as much as I cared about respect.” —Jackie Robinson
My Chance To See Wonders Once, while I lived in a mobile home park, I left a plastic measuring cup on the porch. I’d taken it out to water a pot of flowers. Some days after that, it rained overnight. When I went out onto the porch to empty the collected water, I saw something
The Last Doll I Named a Friday Fairings post This is the last doll I named. Meet Agba. He’s 7 1/4 inches tall, and made of a wood I can’t name. He can bow, but rarely does, and his arms are held in position by a rubber band that has managed to retain its tension
Thanks —It’s not just for Thursdays I’m going to try different themes each day on this blog, and this is Thursday. The combination of Thanks and Thursday might not seem all that inspired, but I’ve had experience that’s shown me thanks isn’t just for Thursdays. I opened my eyes this morning, and I can see. My
Beauty In Mid Air At Meijer Gardens I found beauty in mid-air at Meijer Gardens. There’s a sculpture park and garden in my home town that has a large greenhouse. Every winter, they have a tropical butterfly release, featuring multiple species. Usually guests jostle their way through almost elbow to elbow. Older adults seek a
