Day 23: Feathers, Blessings and Miracles

It happened for the second time this morning. I’m standing at the kitchen window, coffee in hand (just like last time) looking toward the lake. Again I see: Can it be? I am out the door with my camera in such a rush I don’t even stop to put on shoes. My...

Feathers, friends, and sweet little nudges

An email I will long remember greeted me early this morning, coming into focus just as my sleepy eyes adjusted to the dawn. It was from my friend Pam, a kindred spirit who finds it as phenomenal as I do that feathers appear so pointedly in my life just when I need a...

Day 29: Birthdays, boots and love

Today is my birthday. I woke up giddy because I knew the day ahead held this great promise: I can wear my new cowboy boots to church. An unusual thrill, I know, for a woman who is now fully into … ahem… middle age. But then I’m quite sure you’d feel the...

Day 25: In Which I Race With Time, And Time Wins

It is 4:45 a.m., and incredibly, I am awake and writing this post. I note this because it is rather extarordinary. As you know, dear friend, I am very serious about sleep and rarely have trouble in that department. But in a moment of weakness last night—the cat curled...

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