by MarianBeaman | Feb 16, 2022 | blog, Gratitude, Literature, Memory, popular culture, Quotations, Reflection
Find the Colors in this Urban Afternoon Reflection February A chimney, breathing a little smoke. The sun, I can’t see making a bit of pink I can’t quite see in the blue. The pink of five tulips at five p.m. on the day before March first. The green...
by MarianBeaman | Feb 2, 2022 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Neighborhood / Environment, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
If you arrived here harried and harangued, or feeling hollow. . . . YOU ARE INVITED TO SLOW DOWN AND STOP. . . . . . to contemplate Frost’s Stopping by a Woods on a Snowy Evening. This rendition features a Lego character with a German-speaking narrator: ...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 26, 2022 | blog, Literature, meditation, Quotations, Reflection
Limited time, Pre-Valentine Offer for you or a loved one: Mennonite Daughter (see below) Enjoy the love story, Mennonite Daughter: The Story of a Plain Girl Kindle, in full color:...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 12, 2022 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
Like a double-side mirror, reflect is one of those words with a dual meaning. It can either turn in upon itself or look outward. It can cast back light or enlighten the path ahead. The American Heritage Dictionary illuminates further: To give back a likeness, as...
by MarianBeaman | Nov 10, 2021 | blog, Literature, meditation, neighborhood, Neighborhood / Environment, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
Saturday Morning Ducks land hard on lake A chorus of feathered brown White bubbles remain ~ October 8, 2021 Stalky chalk-white bird Balancing on two brown legs Constantly startled ~ January...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 25, 2021 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Gratitude, meditation, Memory, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Reflection, Travel, Uncategorized
When I was a plain, ten-year-old girl, I wanted to looked like Mary. My big brown eyes turned green with envy when Mary Martin and her sister Evelyn walked through the door at Grandma Fannie’s house for holiday dinners. Both were elegantly turned out, resplendent in...
