I lie in bed gazing at the full moon staring back at me through a crescent window high on my bedroom wall. It has been the same for twenty seven years now…my personal time with the dark sky.
In twenty seven years, 324 full moons plus a few extra blue moons. Interesting, yet trivial knowledge from this moon child.
My mind drifts to those few I’ve shared this magic with-most all of them gone from this tiny speck of a planet in an insignificant universe.
“Come here,” I call out to the other room; Romeo comes to watch another moonrise with me.
31 January 2018
January 7, 2018
The new year is scarcely a week old but already my family swells with the birth of my newest great-granddaughter this afternoon. I was asked several months ago to help with the finding of a great name for a girl as I felt all along this would be a girl. My name choice was Rosalie Grace. Her mom decided on Brianna Grace, and as Grace is my family’s nickname for me, she is sort of named after me.
She arrived weighing 7lbs. and 13 ounces, 20 1/4 inches long. As you can see in the picture, she has a full head of black hair. Welcome to the family, Brianna Grace!
© Nancilynn Saylor 7 January 2018.
Today we celebrate our son, Mike on the occasion of his 46th birthday.
He was not with us
for so many birthdays
Lost in a world where mom's and
Dads don't go
except in the nightmares
Of their minds when sleep curls up in
a cold corner of the dark room
And they can only stare silently at the
Ceiling, while the whirring fan seems
to mark the months on invisible
We joyfully celebrate his love and his gentle spirit
Thankful for his presence across the dinner table
he is in arms reach and but
a heartbeat away.
Happy birthday, sweet child o' mine!
© Nancilynn Saylor
14 December 2017
Today we are celebrating youngest son Michaelr
Scents of rosemary
Draws me near to garden's edge
21 October 2017
Frog songs beckoning
"Look what the nighttime left us!"
6 October 2017
Quiet morning task
Gathering up the harvest
Mexican Lime time