by MarianBeaman | Aug 14, 2019 | blog, Conflict, Quotations, Uncategorized
Kathy Pooler has been a blog friend and writing buddy since we met at a writer’s retreat in 2015. Now we are both publishing memoirs this year: her second, my first. I call her a Steel Magnolia because she has indomitable fortitude, yet she travels the world as a...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 7, 2019 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
House on the Rock “There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.” ― Homer, The Odyssey The House Ways and Means Committee For 52 years...
by MarianBeaman | Jun 26, 2019 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Quotations, Uncategorized
A Plate, a Parade, and a Song Four years ago these words introduced an “ode” to my grandkids. Now, the children (all teenagers, one a pre-teen) may feel embarrassed about posing with a plate of cupcakes and being praised for grade school accomplishments,...
by MarianBeaman | Jun 5, 2019 | blog, Education, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Neighborhood / Environment, Quotations
Is it hot where you live? Cool? Just right? In May our part of the world experienced hotter than normal temps. We are used to high 90s in northeast Florida, but usually not this early. May 27 100 degrees May 28 99 degrees May 29 98...
by MarianBeaman | May 1, 2019 | blog, book review, Lists, Quotations, Recipes, Tips, Uncategorized
What to Do When You are Sick of Writing (or any other brain-sucking activity) Just ask Caroline Carlson, who wrote The Door at the End of the World, a book I won (by the luck of the draw) for commenting on L. Marie’s website. Woo Hoo! Here is...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 24, 2019 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
Pear Tree Blossoms Blossoms on our pear tree beside the lake peek out A few at a time Then more . . . and, finally, the pear tree standing in a dress of white blossoms. Book writing, too, starts small . . . My memoir began as a Kinko-bound...
