A plethora of color weaving in and out of the sun-drenched water,

Tumbling over rocks and dead branches in its path,

Energy exuberant, light amazing, threads of crimson, indigo, gold,

Dancing, churning, forcing, pushing through the mountain path,

A tapestry of technicolor, an astonishing dream cloak of many colors.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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5 Responses to FREE FALLING

  1. Beautiful visuals….in the watercolor as well as the poetry! Love them.

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  2. ken riddles says:

    …and like this piece by your husband (pass it on)

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  3. Kathy, this post certainly has my energy churning . . . in a good way. Paul’s painting captures the eternal presence of this falls at Yellowstone with all of its unique beauty. Your verses help to take me back to seeing this scene in person years ago. Maybe my journey will bless me with at least one more visit.

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    • says:

      Oh yes, I hope you fulfill that dream also. We love Montana. We almost bought a bank in a ghost town until we came to our senses. Or maybe we didn’t 🥸


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