A Little About Me
Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner
I am an adventure seeking explorer of the mysteries of the universe, children's book author (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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BEINN HIANT – My Everest
Highland sheep dotted the roadside under the pre-dawn sky. The velvet canopy looked like flocks of faeries had tossed fistfuls of glitter at the new moon only to have it stashed inside the Big Dipper and then purposefully strewn across the Milky Way by … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, HOLIDAYS, HUMOR, ROAD TRIP, TRAVEL/PHOTO Themes, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged adventure, Ardnamurchan, Beinn Hiant, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, dp_discover_challenges/mind-the-gap-smitten-kitchen/, dp_photo_challenge/magic, hillwalk in the Scottish highlands, overcoming obstacles, Scotland
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FOOD FOR ‘HERE AND NOW’ THOUGHT
Ichiro snores. The fog horn blows. My feet are cold and the fragrance of lilies on the kitchen counter drifts into the living room where I stare at the precarious position of my teacup on the edge of the coffee table while pondering this run on sentence the … Continue reading
BE MY VALENTINE
One homemade heart trimmed in frilly, white lace… One arrow, one promise of a sweet, warm embrace… Once it’s notched, drawn, and trained on his chosen bullseye, Cupid first blows a kiss, and then lets it ~~~ fly ~~~
A CHALLENGING TRANSITION
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, my children’s feet fit into the palm of their father’s hand – but only
AN ICON SPEAKS
The sky grows dark. Thunder heralds the approaching storm. The lamplight flickers. A passing dove stops to rest on the icon’s shoulder. “Tell me, friend.” The great lady creaks in the wind. “What’s the news from the outside world?” The … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, EVENTS, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged immigration, New Colossus by Emma Lazarus, op-ed, refugees, Statue of Liberty
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PASS THE AWESOME SAUCE, PLEASE
The fog had not yet cleared, the air had a nip to it that warranted wearing a light jacket, and I was dang happy that Lucy did not step on the snake that popped from the underbrush and slithered across … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, HUMOR, TRAVEL/PHOTO Themes, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX, VIGNETTE
Tagged adventure, awesome sauce, Donna Weidner, inspiration, photography
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CELESTIAL MUSINGS
Do stars look to the heavens and marvel at their surroundings? Might they gossip over a neighbor’s blueshift or trails of cosmic dust as they redshift on their path to eternity?
Posted in ADVENTURES, POEMS, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged adventure, Donna Weidner, environmental issues, moon and stars, outer space, poetry, universe
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TODAY IS A GOOD DAY
Seven weeks. That’s forty-nine days or one-thousand-one-hundred-seventy-six hours since my last post. When I began blogging nearly three years ago, my intention was to post once a week with an occasional lapse only due to post adventure maladies, jelly-fish stings, or extended bouts … Continue reading
WHEN RAVEN CALLS
Raven clings to the towering worn-out pine like a shining star still snagged on last December’s holiday tree. But does he truly cling? Perhaps it’s simpler – more effortless. Perhaps he’s merely perched, perusing his neighbors welcoming their day.
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Tagged adventure, air totems, Donna Weidner, off-handed humor, poetry, portents, raven
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Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner 
‘TWAS THE NIGHT OF BAH HUMBUG
‘Twas just before Christmas, when the Grinch played his part. His slim, furry fingers fouled my holiday’s start by pointing out the turmoil bubbling up in our world- the hatreds, the judgements, the greed that had unfurled. Indeed, ’twas too late, for neither laugh nor smile, would ward off … Continue reading →