June   24,   2020

RAIN

Do  birds  do  different 

in the rain? I love rain. 

Others don’t. They 

complain. I love to see 

puddles popping with 

falling drops and streams 

of water rivering their way 

down the street – and 

then the greatest gift: 

to see a a kid with yellow 

boots stomping down the 

street - one foot on that
street and one foot just 
off the curb – loving every 
puddle – splashing every 
dark blue plastic trash can –

laughing, loving the rain. 

When and why do folks 

stop being kids in the rain? 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020

June   24,  2020

Thought   for  Today

“God  is  subtle, but he is not malicious.”

Albert Einstein, Inscription 

over the fire place in  Fine Hall, 

Princeton University, 

“Raffiniert ist der Herr Go

aber boshaft ist er nicht.”

June   23,   2020

R

Regrets. resentments: 

“rrrr” as in “grrrrrr!” -

and these are the ones

that really hurt.

Returns, re-looks,

reconciliations,

and these are the ones

that actually happen.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020

June  23, 2020

Thought for Today

“Desk: a wastebasket with drawers.”  

Anonymous 

June 22, 2020

ROCKS

Rocks, stones, sidewalks,

trees, iron and wooden fences,

get to stay out all day and all night –

and feel and deal with the weather

without umbrellas and sweaters –

but still – I know they last longer –

but still  - I love an old blanket and

a comfy couch and  a good laugh

with you and a singing radiator

on a cold winter’s night.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020
Sorry!  Wrong season, wrong monthl

June   22,   2020 

Thought   for Today

“Envy  is  a  symptom  of lack of appreciation of our own uniqueness and self  worth.  Each of us has something to give that no one else has.” 

Elizabeth O’Connor

[Name yours]

June 21, 2020

MY   FATHER

Three blankets away

at the beach I heard

a 22 year older said, “My father ….”

On the bus about

four rows ahead of me

I heard a red head said, “My father ….”

On a late night TV talk  show

I heard a guest talking

and she said, “My father ….”

Each time I listened ….

because my dad was too quiet

and died too soon.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020