Author Archives: donsimba1

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.  If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all … Continue reading →

We have several peony plants, one, pictured here, is my favorite, for now. It is luxurious in its colors.  Brings joy to the spirit.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does … Continue reading →

Listen to me, you descendants of Jacob, all the remnant of the people of Israel, you whom I have upheld since your birth, and have carried since you were born.  Even to your old age and gray hairs I am … Continue reading →

Our yellow rose is breath taking, at least for me.  The color and texture of the rose are just right for me.  I find great joy in seeing the power of spring time.  Never tiring, always fresh and new.

Roma, John and Anna Ruth and I are of the same vintage, still perking but a slower rate, perhaps.  We all have our little pains, etc., but we keep going.  John’s one shoe drags a little if he is not … Continue reading →

For supper yesterday Glenn and Jane drove us to Franconia to celebrate the anniversary of Roma and John but also their own. (A few days late, the 26th.)  The Ruth’s 67th and Stoltzfus 39! This picture taken in the restaurant … Continue reading →

Memorial Day, 2018 I have thanked God many times that I was raised in the USA.  So many privileges, and responsibilities have come because I was born here.  This is a good time to express my joy for that.  It … Continue reading →

Several months ago Anna Ruth found that the lens that they inserted after cataracht surgery many years ago simply fell from its pocket which meant she could see almost nothing with that eye.  After many preliminary steps, yesterday they replaced … Continue reading →