Life in the Slow Lane

Contemplating life, faith, words, and memories

Rainy Autumn Days — November 25, 2020

Rainy Autumn Days

Rainy autumn days arrived in the Pacific Northwest with bluster. With them, they brought winds that tossed colorful leaves everywhere. Our maple tree left our driveway looking like a leaf mosaic. Bob took the photo above on one of his daily trips to our mailbox last week.

With the change in our weather, the last weekend in November upon us, and new COVID restrictions on Oregon activities, it must be Thanksgiving. Things have tightened up with Continue reading

Ways You Can Participate in Change — June 17, 2020

Ways You Can Participate in Change

Following up on my post from last Monday, I’ve compiled a list of resources in which you may find information and/or interests from which you may find a way to help make a change.

These items were found in various circulated newsletters, blog posts, and my personal reading. As I publish this list, to my knowledge all links are working. Let’s hope nothing messes them up in their transmission to you.

I encourage you to find your way in our current situation to make a change in yourself, your community, your workplace, your church, your family, and on and on. It’s the only way things can become different–we all have to work together. Continue reading

Traditions — July 3, 2019


Our lives are filled with traditions, especially around special days and holidays. Tomorrow is July 4th, Independence Day, here in America. Traditions around this day abound. Flags waving, parades, BBQs, family gatherings, fireworks, wearing the red-white-and-blue.
At our home, we have a tradition observed for many years. A favorite community band hosts a patriotic concert on the 3rd of July in the early evening.
Bob and I drive our red Mustang convertible to the concert. And enjoy the thumbs ups we receive along the way.
The thumbs ups aren’t just for the convertible. The icing on the cake is the wearing of our made-for-the-day baseball caps. Yes, they reflect our patriotism.
This year I have to pass a test—getting in and out of the low riding convertible. We need to be sure there’s no chance of me undoing anything I’ve accomplished thus far in my recovery.
Can you tell there’s a part of us that hates to break with tradition? 


Feature image attribution: Jill Wellington from Pixabay 

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