Luminous

What a show!  I walked out of our woods this morning into the most impressive sunrise I can remember. Violent pink rising over the hills into gorgeous purple undulations. Exquisite. One of our very prolific bunny warren met me at the mouth of the trees to share the view while a doe and fawn bounded... Continue Reading →

The camping trip that wasn’t

We should be camping right now. Soaking up the fresh air and relaxing in the cool waters. Watching the stars by firelight, both dancing to the rhythm of creation, tugging us along behind. Basking in the glow of new places and chocking them up in the annals of camping history. But we're not. We're at... Continue Reading →

God in dirt

We are a fickle creation. Capable of such amazing feats of love and mercy, yet so often stuck in judgment and vice. We may stand in awe of God's majesty when we are hit in the head with it - when it comes to us as lightening to the scalp - but so often anything... Continue Reading →

Artsy Wrens

Well, first of all, as of Thursday, the Meadowlark has been singing again, which I think is amazing. Apparently the moratorium on joyful song after the loss of a brood lasts ten days. But now they are over, and the living commences once again! Today as I fought to sleep in past 4am, the wrens,... Continue Reading →

Camping Allergy

I'm not sure why exactly it is, but 100% - no kidding, it's an actual statistic - 100% of the camping trips we take to our favorite local park include some allotment of intense illness. We go every Fathers' Day weekend, destined for a quick and dirty trip close by, often to get our camping... Continue Reading →

Sackloth and ashes

A pair of horses, Ruby and Chester, used to live in our neighbor’s pasture. But they are gone; only their nameplates on the fence remain. Some cows called the pasture home for a while, but the price of a calf was too steep to replace them once they were retired to the freezer. Grown over... Continue Reading →

Every day waking

What a challenge... to be awake. The literal sense of being awake is a difficult enough task at times, but the deeper, the meaningful, the real awake is an even more elusive creature. Every time I go through my little devotional I get stuck at the same page. It challenges me to rise up and be... Continue Reading →

The mocking continues…

Anyone who read my post Julio the robin must die will find it humorous that this week a very plucky catbird has decided to nest in the arbor vitae tree directly outside my office window. The mockingbird of the north, right there, nestled comfortably into the branches, with only a glass-paned argon sandwich to dampen his beautiful,... Continue Reading →

The recovery of a sunset

When that notorious beauty-lover Oscar Wilde announced in The Decay of Lying, "Nobody of any real culture... ever talks nowadays about the beauty of a sunset. Sunsets are quite old-fashioned," sunsets reeled under the blow, then recovered. ~Susan Sontag, An Argument About Beauty The question of beauty is, as they say, subjective. Sadly, it changes with the... Continue Reading →

Advice I can finally follow…

What a wonder each day's sunrise! As soft rays of light peek over the trees, it is always as if for the first time. Dawn beckons with an invitation to begin anew, to see things in a fresh way. "Yesterday is past," it whispers; "you only have today and all its possibilities." Hope rises with... Continue Reading →

Julio the Robin must die.

Failure to Launch... Hilarious movie about a guy who still lives with his parents and needs a little help moving on with his life. But that's not important. What is important today is the tiny subplot of an angst-filled girl, whose frustrations with life are culminated in a breaking point involving a mockingbird. She is done, pushed... Continue Reading →

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