all these years

all these years
the gift of seeing
how evergreen
branches
frame the stars

During a difficult time with my health, I read:

And I will give thee the treasures of darkness,
and hidden riches of secret places . . .
Isaiah 45: 3 (KJV).

In 2018, I experienced a second major health challenge. Health and chronic illness are my great teachers. I am grateful for my Care Team, and work daily on my recovery, which is going well.

And life has changed, which I accept.

Blogs work so well, and I receive so much from many people.

Thank you.

It is interesting to read some past posts, and remember lessons learned, and apply them again, one day at a time.

The Easter story is real for me. There are losses, and then renewal – not the same for me at this age, or before, but always beauty, hope, and the language arts. I am indeed grateful. There is a lot of rest around my creative work.

I know, for example, that my experience with illness young created deeper empathy, and helped me know how to help my mother in her old age. I had less energy, and sitting with her for hours was something I could do. I am blessed.

So much more creative work . . . in a new way, with help from others.

June 2015 and March 2019
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These are some of the photos I was able to take in 2018 and this year so far, as I began with the camera again.

Lake Michigan
June 2018

Ellen Grace Olinger

three poems

groceries for Mom
fresh flowers
always on the list

in loving memory

raindrops decorate
my study window
outside new leaves grow
on the tree I watched
turn gold

Spring in town
dandelions bloom
by the hardware store

“Dandelion bloom” is courtesy of wpclipart.

Ellen Grace Olinger
May 2014
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Quiet Christmas Poetry

Quiet Christmas Poetry is both a site and a large print chapbook.

Some examples of poems:

family dinner
memories span decades
in minutes

reading old letters
reflections of Christmas lights
on the water

Northern sun
shines on frozen beach
still the days grow shorter
shadow of poinsettia
on the wall

new year
on the horizon
simple lines
of barns and trees
in the fog

Please visit Quiet Christmas Poetry for more information.

Ellen Grace Olinger