Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Morning Walks
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1. Max can still run. Considering all the times over the past couple of years I thought the "early lameness" diagnosis was coming true, watching him disappear into the woods with Belle after a deer makes my heart soar! 2. After a year of posting an old piano on Craig's List, I finally…
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I'm still behind on emails and blog reading and writing my children's story, which means I still haven't figured out how to squeeze more time out of a day, but… …from the back porch I can see the hollow changing colors; and hear the music of our little waterfall joined by a chorus of…
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Long ago I dreamed of having the job I have now…only I didn't know what it was at the time. Does that make sense? As with any entrepreneurial endeavor, it's agonizingly slow getting started, but I'm confident in my abilities and that I'm on the right track. That's sweet! all by itself. (But if you,…
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Usually the Monday following four incredible days full of sunshine in Port Aransas with twenty friends is a Monday in every sense of the word. But today hasn't been bad at all…except that it's too short. With everything going on in my life right now, I really didn't have time to slip away and lounge…
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I spotted it when I stepped out onto the front porch one morning this past week, in between trips to Houston. I noticed the fossil first, thinking it had fallen from its spot on the windowsill above the bench where it now rested. Then I realized it had been placed there to…
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September has always been one of my favorite months. The air feels a little drier, crisper…summer temperatures begin their slow (and short, in Texas) descent into winter…the sky sheds its faded denim and dresses in vibrant azure. I'm eager to spend every minute of September outside, enjoying it all. But there are other reasons I…
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They were waiting for me in the mailbox yesterday evening. Ah, Mark and Debbie…you haven't aged a bit since I last saw you forty-one years ago! I don't remember when the book first appeared in our home, but I know I had discovered it by the time I was in 4th grade and…
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The puppies were pouncing in tall grass, chasing some tiny unseen prey. It made me laugh, but it was time to get home so I wouldn't be late for work. So, calling them to follow, I turned to continue down our path…and that's when I saw it: an owl sitting on a low branch not…
Long Hollow 