Pauline Baird Jones

  • Seeing But Not SEEING

    It’s funny how differently our eyes see things, depending on what is, or has, happened. I’d been in my mom’s office hundreds of times. I’d even got stuff out of this desk, but I never really looked at it, saw it for what it was, until we were emptying their house. It stopped me in…

  • What Do You See?

    One of the things I love about the hubs is that he sees things I don’t, or perhaps it is that he sees things differently from me. He expands my view of the world around me, even when I’m not with him. This image popped up first in his Flickr feed and totally grabbed my…

  • Looking Down the Barrel & Finding Hope

    There are days when getting out of bed is an act of courage. Now when I think about what I could be facing—wars, pestilence, Mother Nature—waking with a cold is not a huge tragedy. It sucks, of course, but no, not a tragedy. One of our kids’ favorite books was Did I Ever Tell You…

  • You Can’t Always Get What You Want

    Wouldn’t it be lovely if we could buy a pot of whatever and it would solve our problem of the moment? I wrote a blog post called “Life is an Invitation.” The problem arises, as one commenter pointed out in that post, when we find ourselves at a party we don’t like and don’t remember…

  • Life is an Invitation

    Life is an invitation. I don’t always feel that way. Sometimes it feels like life is a bat, but when I look at this photo the hubs took, I feel wonder and anticipation. I like feeling that. I grew up with mountains on the horizon. I used to like to look up and see them.…