Wildlife Hope

We left March 12 and returned June 14. Ninety-four days of camping in our Dodge van, through Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, California, Oregon, Washington, Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, then back to Colorado and back home. More than nine thousand miles. For fifteen years before Jerry’s retirement, we’d talked about this trip up the …

Thin Places?

Flowers saved me. Not like Jesus saves me, of course. But that’s what ran through my mind yesterday as I bent to smell the fuchsia peony. The scent of the flower next to the sidewalk took me back to my mother’s garden. In the emotional barrenness of my childhood on the farm, her peonies, lilies, …