Author Archives: Donna Coulson
Ponder This – by Karl Coulson
NOTE: For today’s blog, we have a guest writer, my husband Karl. Thanks Honey! There are some things that I do which make me shake my head and wonder, why? As ya’ll know, donna kay and I are spending the summer in our fifth wheel – sometimes camping in the mountains, sometimes in Encampment parked … Continue reading
People Watching
People watching is a popular and usually fun pastime. It’s a habit I partake in and often enjoy. Walking through the mall, waiting in an airport, relaxing in a park. People are such varied and sundry creatures. It’s fun to notice the choices people make with their appearance and demeanor. I smile watching two … Continue reading
“This is how you’re supposed to do church”
Last year we had the opportunity to celebrate our island church’s, Frederiksted Baptist’s, 50th anniversary celebration. While we’d only been part of the congregation for a little while, we were impressed at how much impact a small church, started by one man with vision and obedience, could have on our St. Croix community. This … Continue reading
My birthday card to America
Dear America, Happy 242nd Birthday! I am praying that you have a beautiful day of celebrating and smiles, counting our blessings and hugging our neighbors and friends, hot dogs and fireworks. I know things are difficult for you right now, your people are not in a good place, but take heart. Things have been … Continue reading
Age Spots and Ecclesiastes
Maybe you noticed that I didn’t blog last week. Hmm. Here’s why: sometimes I come to the humbling notion that I have nothing of value to say. Often that concept is accompanied by a long look in the mirror in horror at the grey in my hair, the pruney wrinkles around my mouth, and that … Continue reading
Legacy or lunacy?
I’ve always, always been conscious of legacy. I don’t hail from a family with riches and trust funds, no. I never expected a financial inheritance. My storyteller heart has always claimed its birthright in the tales of my ancestors and of the people who have entered my life and changed me. I’ve collected stories like … Continue reading
Pancake Love
I love pancakes. Two circles of doughy, warmness fill my belly and satisfy me like no other breakfast. I like them slathered with melted butter and sprinkled generously with white sugar. (Syrup makes them soggy and, well, the taste of maple – yuck.) When we go out for breakfast, I order crepes or omelets or … Continue reading
Hope
Gardening is a lesson in hope. What we had on our property, before the hurricanes precipitated our horrid landslide, was a verdant green slope of rainforest. Thanks to Maria and what we had to do afterwards, much of that expanse of property was converted into an ugly slash of rock, debris, and concrete. It has … Continue reading
Mother’s Gifts
Yesterday was Mother’s Day. I love Mother’s Day, well, really, I love May. May is a little like my own personal Christmas – one that’s all about me – since this sweet month brings blooming flowers, Mother’s Day and my birthday. I get awakening gardens, presents and flowers, cards and calls and texts. I … Continue reading
