by Janet Fichter | Poetry
Pay attention to what you can’t see Panorama of the unknown God works in the shadows, shining light in the dark Behind doors that are closed and gates that are locked God swims in the depths of the unknown seas His presence so strong in the realm still unseen ...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Photo by Sead Dedić on Unsplash If we hadn’t had a 4th floor hotel room, we wouldn’t have seen the skittering dance of sandpipers as they pursued the retreating ocean waves only to run away from new waves eagerly chasing them back onto the beach. It was delightfully...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
~ Our beloved doggie, Benjamin Franklin Fichter (the real B.F.F.) used to love jumping up on the couch to share space with us. It was his favorite spot. But once arthritis took its toll, he was forced to find a new favorite spot. We got one of those eggshell...
by Janet Fichter | Poetry
Photo by Jamie Street on Unsplash Dawn suspends midnight’s shadow, awakens songbird chorus. Morning stirs, hops, and trots, dancing for the day. Creation wags it tail, kneeling at Your feet. Petals twinkle back a smile, breaking chains of dirt. Lilies clothed in...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Photo by Greg Rakozy on Unsplash A story is told of an Arizona farmer, who emerged one morning after a devastating storm. As he assessed the damage, he was overwhelmed with distress. A portion of the roof had blown off his home. The garden was pulverized. And the...