Dear Dwight and Kathy, I don’t know many people who have “made it” together for fifty years. Fifty years is a long time. And you made it!...

Today is the first day of school in Norfork, where I live. I’m thinking about children, teachers, schools. I am not numb to the blue...

We were excited. She was coming home. We had housed 15 horses over the years, looking for a super gentle one. We wanted to trust a horse...

Our leader called it a circle-story. The beginning of the video was about a little boy receiving a gift of soap in a shoebox. The closing...

I look back at my Monticello High School years and remember that time as fun, difficult, a little warped. I needed cue cards to maneuver...

I read these words this past week in someone else’s writing. My heart immediately jumped. Confirmation. Me, too. God called me to write,...

Hot and a dry July. Hay farmers have concern about the parched land. Gardens are drying up, flowers are browning, hummingbirds are...

I am numb today, so I am up early and looking for my yard shoes. I’m not outside, because I want to beat the heat. Today it’s all about...

Body, you have served me well. Somehow I made moves, had thoughts, walked through crowds and years, sadness and laughter, fears and anger...

I look across the hayfield and see nothing but Queen Anne’s Lace, a field of wildflowers. Something is wrong here. Instead of hay, we...