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.

Starling’s Lesson

’Tis amazing what lessons we can still learn and where we learn them. Our studio window is one of those places. Feeding the birds on our corner of the world is something God can check off His list because we do it for Him. We even provide them with a protection under the pergola covered…


Time to Ponder a Dove’s Wing

A few years ago when I turned my calendar over to a new January, I resolved to be more spontaneous. That was a big deal for someone whose days have been extremely structured and for one who gets a bit unsettled when there isn’t a long list of check marks on her to-do list at…


My New Hero

I met a new hero of mine a couple of weeks ago. My newest hero is not a political figure, nor a high-profile leader, nor anyone that the media would qualify as a hero. My hero’s name will probably never make the newspaper or the ten o’clock news. I did not meet my hero at…


Looking Through the Studio Window

One of these days in my spare time, I’m going to write a book and entitle it Life Lessons I’ve Learned Under the Pergola. Several years ago in our San Antonio home, we built a 40-foot by 40-foot pergola that covered a portion of our back yard and shaded a small area of the deck.…


Who’s In Your Wake?

“Sailing, sailing, over the ocean blue . . .” You know it’s one of my favorite things to do—I unpack once; I’m entertained; I can read and write all day; I don’t have to think about what to prepare for lunch; I tell everyone it costs $16 per minute to call us on the ship…


Looking for My Glasses

One of the tenets in my philosophy of life includes this: I came into this world a brunette, and I will leave this world a brunette – that is – as long as I can get to Sally’s Beauty Supply. My husband Bill would tell you that I must have a similar tenet regarding my…