The Night Watchman
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Café Recently as I sat on my front porch watching twilight become starlight, I could imagine a Night Watchman calling out “8 O’clock and All’s Well” to this sleepy little settlement. Peace drifted over our tiny corner of the world, a small cluster of houses on a dead end…
Hurricanes
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Café “I don’t mind the winds of change, but I don’t want a hurricane,” sang the musician, Christy Cox, accompanying herself on one of her own compositions. The line has stuck with me. I discovered that multiple artists have written tunes using the metaphor of hurricane. Bob Dylan’s 1975…
Benefits and Burdens
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Café “Billy Joel told us ‘Only the good die young.’ All I know is only the young die young. The rest of us, if we are lucky, live with all the benefits and burdens that come with aging.” So wrote columnist Jeff Mullin in the local paper of the…
When The Muse Surfaces
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Cafe While we lived in Montana we joined a writer’s group just forming. We chose to name ourselves The Sheep Dip Scribes after a former name the town had. There is still a road there by that name. When we moved back to Tennessee it became harder to stay…
Look For the Helpers
Last week marked the 25th anniversary of the horrifying terrorist attack on the United States, 19 hijackers in two planes hitting the twin towers in New York, a field in Pennsylvania when passengers attempted to overcome the hijackers, and the Pentagon. Many stories in the media recounted that gruesome episode in our history, when 2,977…
“All who wander are not lost”
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Cafe JR Tolkien authored those famous words, a reminder to us that exploration and discovery are valuable, essential even. The accolades have poured in over the last week for Dolly Parton, celebrated singer, Country Music legend, astute business person, actor, author but most of all a downhome, authentic person,…
In Praise of Wendell Berry
Repost of blog from August 30, 2024; in memory of Wendell Berry who died this week. Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Café For a long time, all I knew of Wendell Berry was his poem “The Peace of Wild Things.” A few years ago I discovered he has written novels. I particularly liked Jayber…
Quotes as Signposts
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Cafe September 9, 2020, in an early post on this blog, I wrote about journaling, noting the many journals I have kept over the years. Occasionally I review some of the older ones, reminding myself where my journey has taken me during the course of my life. In them…
The Eyes Have It!
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Café In the early weeks after my daughter was born, I was lying in bed with her in the crook of my arm just gazing into her eyes. Her father said “What are you doing?” and I said “Bonding with my baby.” “Well, it looks like you are going…
Let There Be Light!
Two Cups of Tea at Hope’s Café This week I encountered the Japanese word “komorebi,” translated “sunlight leaking through trees. Trees and sunlight are essential to wellbeing in my estimation. This “komorebi” encounter prompted further exploration. The Japanese have no corner on descriptive words for this phenomenon. The Germans have several related words :waldicht, referring…
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