Photo by R. Sanner (Unsplash) I watched as the clouds collected at the far end of town. They hung menacingly in the sky - collecting strength, waiting to explode in an exhibition of light and liquid. I could hear the faint rumble of thunder and smelled the rain-soaked ground as the storm inched its way …
The Potter’s HANDs
Photo by A. McCormick It was an odd place to find a piece of broken pottery, perched on a large rock on the edge of an open field. Yet, there it sat. It caught my eye as I entered the path and I had to stop to investigate. The edges were sharp, rough to the …
The Ravenousness Hunger of Self
Photo by M. Spiske (Unsplash) Grace and I were excited to get together! It was our annual trip to the local nursery to buy vegetable starts, meander through flats of annuals and perennials, and be amazed by the love and effort put into propagating seedlings. The greenhouse sits at the East end of town. Nestled …
P a r a d i s e – The Borkennes of Living Between Two Gardens
Photo by Unknown It stood defiant, framing the long driveway. A single word – P A R A D I S E. The letters were carved into a giant log that spanned the width of asphalt and placed atop two support poles. The sign welcomed its visitors, all those that turned off the main road. …
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The One Thing…
Photo by M. Askew Her hair was pulled into a single ponytail, nestled low between her shoulders. Wisps of hair framed her face. Her cheeks and forehead blackened from soot, remnants of her fire pit. A faded blue floral dress hung loosely on her small frame; a grey sweatshirt peeked from under the neckline. Frayed …
Conviction
Photo by B. Jordan (Unsplash) Have you ever been convicted? I don’t mean criminal prosecution that leads to paying fines or jail time. I mean the kind of conviction that touches your heart and if permitted transforms your attitudes and beliefs. I recently experienced this type of encounter during a morning walk. I left the …
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