It’s a plain day in a plain week, Not much happening. I hear the birds, They talk. I must get the laundry done.* *this is a tribute to the generations of housewives who took loving care of their husbands and children without fanfare and drama. May the art of housewifery be returned to the honorable place it once held…
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Restoration of Noble Motherhood
“The Most Important Person on earth is a mother. She cannot claim the honor of having built Notre Dame Cathedral. She need not. She has built something more magnificent than any cathedral -a dwelling for an immortal soul, the tiny perfection of her baby’s body. . . The angels have not been blessed with such a grace. They cannot share…
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Peonies and the Unborn Redux
My husband and I were walking along a garden path on Easter Sunday when he noticed shoots of peonies which were bursting from the earth. Since he knows I love peonies, he pointed them out, and I thought: Easter cannot get much better than this, knowing that peonies would soon bloom. Yes, it is that time of year, the land…
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Lavransdatter Essay
Yesterday, I was thinking about The Book, Kristin Lavransdatter by Sigrid Undset (b. 1882- d. 1949), which I wrote about in The Marian Room in November, link. That post was an attempt to sum up the beauty of The Book; and notes why, if you are busy with work, or with your family, it is best to keep it up on…
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Thrift is Poetic Redux
Welcome to March where spring is just around the corner! Today’s post was first published in The Marian Room last June. Since we have a batch of new readers; and I continue to possess a high regard for thrift, and its poetic nature (GKC), I am re-posting it today. May you have a good weekend, especially delighting in the First…
