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Author Archives: The Fullers Four
New Year’s Eve
If you wake up and we are all still here, then the sun is still shining somewhere up above the clouds! Count on it.
Ring Out, Wild Bells
This is Tony Fuller’s recording of Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s poem, Ring out, Wild Bells.
Yesterday’s Christmas
Even just one small candle can overcome the darkness. That one little light allows us to get our bearings. Shadows cannot exist in the presence of light.
Does absence make the heart grow fonder?
We are finally back online! This is a quick update post.
A Change is Coming: Are You Ready?
In times of unbearable stress, there is release and joy in just being present in God’s world, watching the little things that he has created go about their daily tasks with pleasure.
Kevin and Dave
I’m so thankful for the road commission workers–here’s a poem in appreciation.
“I’m 88, and it’s getting late. . .”
I got up this morning in the cold dark and peeked outside. The first thing I saw was Venus, low in the sky, bright in the earliest inkling of dawn. I rose, inspired, and soon Mr Darcy and I were on our way to the light. I couldn’t help but notice the beautiful, hippie-carnival colorsContinue reading ““I’m 88, and it’s getting late. . .””
Steamy Surprise!
What a wonderful surprise we enjoyed this morning! Our house is right near the railroad tracks, and every once in a while, from far off, we will hear the distinctive sound of a steam whistle, echoing off the silos, and alerting us to the imminent arrival of a steam train! We are more used toContinue reading “Steamy Surprise!”
Halfway through Harvest
As I reach the early autumn of my life, I appreciate this time even more than ever before. As my son, Tony, says, it’s the time when the “fruit of the root” shows up. Harvest time is a time of abundance, while at the same time it’s a time of die off. The summer plantsContinue reading “Halfway through Harvest”