My America the Beautiful
My America is not the America represented by today’s bitter cold inauguration
My America is not the America represented by today’s bitter cold inauguration
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1
“The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct.” — Carl Jung
During June and July, I’ve been out standing in a field – a barley field — paying witness to a wild and wacky world.
No one in my life heard the music of Mother Nature better than my beloved friend, Judy.
There is unbridled potential for the poetic — in everything, even in ourselves.
My father died two months ago. Yesterday, we did a sunrise walk together.
“I want something from Daddy that he is not able to give me . . . .”
Can Mother Nature teach us anything about the agony of waiting?
Are there really any differences between the iPhone 7 and iPhone 14 Pro cameras?