Taking Back Territory

Taking Back Territory

It was the summer of 1987 when the land came up for sale. The old country estate that had sprawled across the green Arkansas valley was being parceled out after the death of the owner. The combination of its remote location and completely undeveloped nature coupled...
Hope and the Hay Bales

Hope and the Hay Bales

All summer long, I enjoy my daily run on the country back roads that most cars forget, roads that are relics of a time when reaching point B as fast as possible wasn’t nearly as much of a priority. Day after day, under the dome of the summer sun, I run, feet slapping...
Heaven and the Hummingbird

Heaven and the Hummingbird

They’re a cross between butterflies and birds, the beautiful ballerinas of nature, the glittering aerialists that whirl effortlessly through the summer skies. I’m referring, as you may have guessed, to hummingbirds.  It’s ironic—hummingbirds are the smallest of...
Good and Bad and the In-Between

Good and Bad and the In-Between

I just finished it this week. My most recent writing project, one big enough to deserve color-coded outlines and a notebook full of research materials, which I will unreasonably hang onto even though they have served their purpose. It’s an accomplishment eleven months...
Daytime Dark

Daytime Dark

Yesterday, I stood in daytime dark and saw the light.  Like over two hundred million other people across North America, I had the amazing opportunity to see one of nature’s rarest phenomena—a total solar eclipse. In fact, my home in Arkansas lay squarely in the...
Bluebird Blessing

Bluebird Blessing

The bluebird box has been there for years, decades even. It’s nothing impressive to look at—just a simple cedar box mounted to a rusty T-post and sheltered under a spray of spirea and a slender pear tree. Like most things that have lived patiently through the swirl of...