It takes a winter storm to remind us how much we depend on electricity for our food, heat, lights, and our livelihoods. Working primarily on a computer, the job comes to an abrupt stand still without electricity. Since moving to the “country” we have become better prepared and have learned how to go into “no... Continue Reading →

Brown spots

I look down at my arms and in the mirror at my face. There they are, everywhere, brown spots. The kind that old people get. I remember Grandma had them. I thought they were cool. I asked her why she had them. She said, “old age”. Grandma never beat around the bush. I would sit... Continue Reading →

Snow on the mountain

View from my yard this morning at sunrise. Snow on the mountain reflecting the colors of the sunrise. Then later in the day, the light was completely different but just as beautiful.


It am lying in my bed, listening to a dove coo outside my bedroom window. This song came to my mind.

Airplane mode

There is something peaceful in the silence that comes when the whole cabin is in airplane mode. No irritating ringtones or loud conversations. Then the plane lands. All us addicts reach hastily for a fix. Silence is broken


Hard freeze last night with pastel skies this morning. How the pansies must shiver under the coat of ice. But once the sun is up they will thaw out and their blooms will be as beautiful as ever. The pansies; so delicate, yet so strong. So resilient. Resliient, a word that gets throw around by... Continue Reading →


Fog. Dense, soft, heavy. When the clouds touch the ground. Obscuring our view of the world or focusing us on the present?


Maybe when you see mud you see dirt and grime. I see nature. I see beauty. I see the home of a million microbes. A mini universe of God’s creatures. Those microbes protect the health of the soil and the people who walk upon it. A breakdown of organic matter. Fertilizer. God thought of everything.... Continue Reading →


Lying, tossing and turning. Shh mind. Shh.Sleep, I need sleep. Remembering people, situations, conversations from years past. It does not matter, it is of no consequence. Yet the mind continues to mull, analysis, and obsess. Sleep, rest. They are not to be mine tonight.

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