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#AdventWord #Robes

In the biblical story of the prodigal son, the wayward boy returns to his father straight from feeding leftovers to pigs in a field. We are not told what he was wearing, but… my sibs and I did that growing up on an Iowa farm. We called it “slopping the hogs,” and I assure you, we wore our crudest farm chore clothes to do it. It was as dirty a job as it sounds! We are told that the loving father greeted his son by immediately commanding a servant to bring the finest robe and put it on him. Maybe…

#AdventWord #Cleansed

Cleaning windowsBlue spray and squeegeeGrey clouds from cold dark days pastBeads of grey blood raceToward the windowpaneWipe away dark memoriesSqueaking S-shaped strokesExposed and nakedTransparent windows lookingOut upon a worldTime to put those blindsFloating on by unhinderedCurtains and plants back–William McGarvey It’s Advent. Time to leave the blinds off, to let them float on by unhindered. Let in the light. People who work in the public eye get my respect, which I try to show by making pictures of them working. If they see me and respond to me and my camera, that’s great! But sometimes they can’t. This man is…

#AdventWord #Recompense

It is quite pretty from below. So, look up as you climb the central staircase of the public library of Chicago. When you get to the top, pause. Consider. Reflect. Witness recompense for human folly, measured in dog tags, a pair for every U.S. soldier who died in Vietnam. I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity. –Dwight D. Eisenhower

#AdventWord #Abundantly

Place the loop at the end of the rope around your wrist, gather the rope in short loops hanging from the same hand, grasp the net at its center with weighted skirt hanging down. Hold out the edge of the skirt with your other hand. Now, turn from your hip and throw! Better, find a Cajun fisherman to teach you! The Gulf of Mexico yields its nutritious abundance to the skilled danseuse du filet.