Four Minutes Apart
Night to day Four minutes apart Continue Reading...
There I Can’t Wait To Be
It was early this morning, cold and dark, and I was humbled in prayer For my Uncle I asked that God's will be done, was he better here, or up there? I knew what I thought the answer should be, but I am not the one, Only God is capable of miracles and what He would have done. So I asked Him and on I went, going about my day, doing the things that I do, Then came the news, and Continue Reading...
One Morning on the Way
Sunrise colored sky. Beholder's gift, mine. Continue Reading...
Perspectives and Stories
They say that there are at least two sides to every story. But so many only see what they see in some sort of self glory. Continue Reading...
Our Christmas Tree Adventure 2020
On a cold December afternoon, a mix of clouds and sun in the sky We went over the river and into the woods, just the twins and I. Continue Reading...
Our Kids and the Class of 2020
It might have been eight or more weeks ago that I started thinking about this piece. It has likely changed its form within my wandering brain several times since then, but finally I arrived at some words to put down. Random thoughts, lyrics, lines of poetry, and words have surfaced during long drives and sleepless hours in the early mornings. Continue Reading...
Really Matters
Just when the hours were no longer fitting into each day. And many nights found me weeping, head in my hands. Thoughts were reactive and words seemed only for display. All creative energy was emptied just meeting demands. Continue Reading...
Frosty, the Windshield
This morning I came outside to find this little treat. A canvas of sorts, so detailed, so neat. Continue Reading...
Along The Way
Once in awhile I come upon a scene that tugs at me along the way. One I cannot pass without stopping long enough to hear what it has to say. Torn from where ever I was into this new place if only for a minute or two. Pausing to enjoy and catch my breath like this sudden stop was way overdue. Continue Reading...
I Call It Home
I may not own a kingdom, or even a castle if truth be told. Oh but there is joy whenever I cross that simple threshold. I am not a royal, or high-ranking, and certainly not a king. Although here with the kids and my wife I truly want for nothing. And though we love to get out in nature to explore and to roam. There's no place I'd rather be than at this place I call home. Continue Reading...