YESTERDAY - MOTHERS DAY

The mothers are mother and daughter.

Yesterday, a group of us ate at Mimi's Restaurant - again! - where we had a delicious brunch. As you already know if you read Wounded Bird regularly, I love to eat at Mimi's, which is, unfortunately, not one of my franchises.



The Bald Men's Club.

The photo shows my two sons and Grandpère. One of my sons says the bald pates are due to bad genes. Not mine! The men stand on the levee at Rivertown in Kenner, Louisiana, looking at the high water of the Mississippi River - water which will rise higher. More on that later.

About Mothers Day...for women who have lost a child, for women who wanted children but couldn't conceive, the words "Happy Mothers Day!" may be painful to hear. Then, too, the words may seem to exclude the many who love and care for children to whom they did not give birth, but to whom they give life. So...I didn't make a big deal of the day on my blog.

May God bless all who care for children.

PRAY FOR KIRSTIN AND READ HER POST

I can’t commit to living with my full heart, and I can’t turn my full being to dying with intention. I have one foot in each possibility. The choice won’t be mine; it will be dictated by biopsy results. I can do either. The waiting is what’s hard.

Kirstin's post at Barefoot and Laughing is eloquent, moving, and very beautiful.

THE DONALD

Everyone has the image ahead of me, but it's so funny that I had to have it, too.

ANOTHER MIMI FRANCHISE OPENS

The newest is in Frazer's Hill in Malaysia. Thanks to Wade for the picture. When Wade visits this winter, he will give me a first-hand report on the operation of the franchise.



I've already posted a picture of the Chinese franchise, which Lindy sent me a year or so ago.

As you see, I permit the franchisees great freedom to sell whatever moves and whatever brings in the money to Mimi Franchise Corporation headquarters.

Update from Counterlight in the comments:

"Wounded Bird. Made possible by ...

MimiCo International, a worldwide retail and services corporation.

At MimiCo, ubiquity is our business."

STORY OF THE DAY - SPECIAL CONTAINER

This is a special container for keeping
lies that you tell yourself & it doesn't let
in any light or air otherwise they start to
go bad & there's nothing else you can do
but throw them out.

From StoryPeople.

THOMAS - "UNLESS I SEE...I WILL NOT BELIEVE"

Andrea del Verrocchio's Christ and St. Thomas (1464-1483) at the Orsanmichele of Florence, Italy

John 20:19-29

When it was evening on that day, the first day of the week, and the doors of the house where the disciples had met were locked for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood among them and said, ‘Peace be with you.’ After he said this, he showed them his hands and his side. Then the disciples rejoiced when they saw the Lord. Jesus said to them again, ‘Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I send you.’ When he had said this, he breathed on them and said to them, ‘Receive the Holy Spirit. If you forgive the sins of any, they are forgiven them; if you retain the sins of any, they are retained.’

But Thomas (who was called the Twin), one of the twelve, was not with them when Jesus came. So the other disciples told him, ‘We have seen the Lord.’ But he said to them, ‘Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands, and put my finger in the mark of the nails and my hand in his side, I will not believe.’

A week later his disciples were again in the house, and Thomas was with them. Although the doors were shut, Jesus came and stood among them and said, ‘Peace be with you.’ Then he said to Thomas, ‘Put your finger here and see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it in my side. Do not doubt but believe.’ Thomas answered him, ‘My Lord and my God!’ Jesus said to him, ‘Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have come to believe.’

I love the stories of the apostles like Thomas and Peter, who are so very like the rest of us in their humanity and imperfection, even as it's plain that they love Jesus dearly. Although the images of Thomas and Jesus usually show him reaching to touch Jesus' side, the Gospel story omits mention of the touch.

God's Woman

Peter, Thomas, are you my kin?
I call you, "Brother". Are we alike?
You imperfect ones, a doubter, a denier,
Am I your sister?

"I tell you I do not know him!"
Three times your Lord denied.
Oh, Peter, when you heard the cock crow,
Your salty tears were bitter.

You, Thomas, to touch, to see was all.
"Me believe? When I see the nail marks,
When I put my finger in his side."
"My Lord and my God!"

You, my brothers, deeply, fully human,
You flaw-filled men of God,
You give me strength; you give me courage.
Perhaps I'll be God's woman, after all.

June Butler 4/18/07

Image from Wikipedia.

"...SO BEAUTIFUL AS SPRING -"

Nothing is so beautiful as spring—
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. — Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid's child, thy choice and worthy the winning.

"Spring" by Gerard Manley Hopkins.

How lovely to find a poem in the public domain at Garrison Keillor's The Writer's Almanac, especially such a beauty as "Spring".

"...and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;"

Exquisite.

The song thrush is not native to our habitat, but below is a spring scene from the vine on our fence from a few years ago, which shows baby mockingbirds who think our rustling of the leaves to take a peek is a parent arriving to feed them and prepare themselves with mouths wide open.



Image of the song thrush eggs from Wikipedia.

DUNVEGAN CASTLE AND GARDENS - ISLE OF SKYE

Dunvegan Castle is a castle a mile and a half to the North of Dunvegan on the Isle of Skye, situated off the west coast of Scotland. It is the seat of the MacLeod of MacLeod, chief of the Clan MacLeod. Dunvegan Castle is the oldest continuously inhabited castle in Scotland and has been the stronghold of the chiefs of the clan for nearly 800 years. Originally designed to keep people out, it was first opened to visitors in 1933. Since then, the castle is consistently ranked as one of Scotland's premier visitor attractions. Over the years, the castle has been visited by Sir Walter Scott, Dr Johnson, Queen Elizabeth II and the Japanese Emperor Akihito.

And also by Grandmère Mimi and Cathy.



Below are pictures of the lovely castle gardens, which were laid out in the 18th century, no doubt at great cost and effort to make them look as natural as possible. The walk through the gardens was the highlight of my visit to the castle.



The bridge and waterfall.



The waterfall up close.



Monkey puzzle tree.



Daylilies? (amyj says that the flowers are Asiatic lilies.)



More flowers...


...and more flowers. (Penny tells me these lovelies are lacecap hydrangeas.)



...and more flowers, including blue hydrangeas...



And a birdie, a sea gull with pink legs and feet. (susan s. tells me the speckled bird is probably a juvenile.)



The sea gull's mate?

All this on the beautiful Isle of Skye.

Text and top photo of Dunvegan Castle from Wikipedia. The other pictures are mine.

STILL WAITING AND PRAYING....

From the Thibodaux Daily Comet:

A man accused of killing a priest more than 18 years ago was sentenced to five years in prison Wednesday for intimidating a witness while serving time in the Lafourche Parish jail.

Derrick Odomes, 32, is accused of bludgeoning the Rev. Hunter Horgan to death in August 1992 inside the rectory of St. John's Episcopal Church in Thibodaux. Odomes was 14 at the time of the priest's death. He was arrested and charged with the killing in September 2007, though a judge ruled last year that he can't be sentenced if convicted because of his age at the time of Horgan's death.

Odomes was convicted of witness intimidation in late January following allegations that Odomes exposed himself to Haley Burkett, a Lafourche Parish jail guard, resulting in Odomes being charged with obscenity.

Burkett told the jury that Odomes threatened her in March 2010, months after she filed the obscenity charge, telling her he would come after her after he got out of jail.

“The victim was put in an untenable position and was unable to do her job by threat of violence,” said District Judge John Leblanc before handing down the five-year sentence.

Leblanc said his decision was the “only appropriate sentence” because of Odomes' “utter disregard for the circumstances” of his imprisonment.

When people speak of closure, I have to wonder if there is any such thing. That the authorities were able to determine from DNA evidence that Odomes is quite likely the alleged murderer of Fr Hunter Horgan all these many years ago, was a relief to the members of the church and to the entire community. But there is certainly no closure, at least so far as I am concerned. I'm relieved that an alleged murderer is off the streets, but the news keeps coming in. There will be a trial for the murder for which the alleged killer cannot be sentenced. There will very likely be appeal after appeal before the case comes to a resolution.

While the judge's ruling rules out prison time on the murder charge, Odomes has five prior felony convictions and two outstanding felony charges — theft and obscenity — that could land him in jail for decades.

So we wait. And in the meantime, I pray for all who love Fr Horgan, and I pray for Derrick Odomes, and I pray that justice will be done.

WAXING CRESCENT MOON

Thin-sliced moon rises
Moving slenderly upward
Higher and higher

Image from Wikipedia Commons.