1. dog walk thoughts

    I walked Blue through the park this morning early, our favorite route, while a cold rain fell. As my peacock adorned rain boots hit the wet sidewalk, after we made it through and were headed on toward home, these words rang in my head in a steady rhythm:
    “Grit, Steel, Grace and Love
    that’s what Janean Baird is made of.”

    Of course it should read, “Janean Marie Thompson Baird” but that’s too long and ruins the word flow.

    I’m going to wake up the boys next and plan on unplugging as best I can to make art today, for that is the soothing balm my aching and weary soul needs most.

    March 11, 2013

  2. the sky is crazy cool today cotton ball clouds lined up in rows neat and tidy like a field with furrows to the left I see but brilliant blue where the clouds are few they are all in the right sky on this Mother’s Day makin’ me smile all the while as they float, merge and blend different now than they were then the sun shines upon my face soon at church we’ll sing of grace and read of the Lord God high above who made the firmament which is crazy cool today

    the sky is crazy cool today
    cotton ball clouds lined up in rows
    neat and tidy
    like a field with furrows
    to the left I see but brilliant blue
    where the clouds are few
    they are all in the right sky
    on this Mother’s Day
    makin’ me smile
    all the while
    as they float, merge and blend
    different now than they were then
    the sun shines upon my face
    soon at church we’ll sing of grace
    and read of the Lord God high above
    who made the firmament
    which is crazy cool today

  3. personal correspondence

    Thank you, God
    for sending your only Son
    to die on the cross for me,
    a sinner,
    saved by grace.
    Love,
    Janean