‘Monday Motivation’ Sandpoint Realty – November 22, 2021
‘Monday Motivation’ starts us off into this Thanksgiving week ahead and the Holidays beyond. Appreciate all that is around you and take a moment for a second look. ‘Experience the Difference’ in working with a full time Professional Idaho REALTOR®. Your wants and needs will always be my priorities. Mark Don McInnes – Rain Silverhawk Broker – REALTOR® 208 255-6227 –.. read more →
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Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
There are two days in every week about which we should not worry. Two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension. One of these days is yesterday with its mistakes and cares, Its faults and blunders, Its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the.. read more →
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The Pickle Jar
The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they.. read more →
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Don’t Judge By The Looks
A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the president’s outer office. The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn’t even deserve.. read more →
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1000 marbles
How many marbles do you have? The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, of maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable… read more →
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Information Please
When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used.. read more →
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An Old Lady’s Poem
What do you see, nurses, what do you see? What are you thinking when you’re looking at me? A crabby old woman, not very wise, Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes? Who dribbles her food and makes no reply”” Who seems not to notice the things that you do, And forever is losing a stocking.. read more →
