Phyllis' Blog

Moments and experiences come and go so quickly, and often we fail to see them for their value in our lives. We don’t take time to ponder them and take a second look at them. I believe to find the wonder in the world, we should be taking a second look at simple things. That’s what I like to blog about – those plain, every-day, nondescript moments that can delight us if we but look.


I’ve always had an aversion to labels. Perhaps it was because I’ve been labeled a few times. I was the short, brainy girl who couldn’t throw a ball or run. Seems ridiculous now, but those labels hurt during my growing-up years when it seemed better to be tall and athletic. The thing about labels is…


Cleaner Than a Whistle

Email – the marvels and madness – nonetheless, it has changed my life or at least a good hour or more of my time each day. According to an email I received from a friend a few days ago, I can now rid my cabinets and cupboards of toothpaste, mouthwash, six different bottles and spray…


Fly Me to the Moon

“My Lord, What a Morning!” came to my mind as I looked out on the morning sky early today. It seems that God has an expansive canvas and an infinite pallet, and every morning is a new masterpiece. The sky, especially the night sky has always fascinated me, so I spent time on the deck with…


Prayer Alerts

The greatest gifts I have received in my life were not the ones delivered in shiny boxes with velvet bows, but they came with faces and hands and voices and became my friends. One such friend has been Minette Drumwright Pratt. Many years ago when I was a bit sassier, less wise, and maybe just…


Just Mop It

Have you ever put off a bad job? Or just delayed it as long as you could? Or maybe you’ve even put off something you wanted to do far too long. I know I have. As the old adage tells us—“Out of the mouths of babes. . .” Well, our youngest granddaughter, Kylie, was just…


Dirty Floors

My honking Egyptian geese are still with me, honking early and sometimes late, and continually leaving me not-so-little “gifts” on the porch and sidewalk. How lovely of them! When I moved to the Hill Country and simplified my life, I was looking forward to leaving some of my most dreaded chores behind. Granted the chores…