Next to my existence, perhaps your greatest gift to me is my not knowing…what the future holds…
gratitude
July 31
Oh loving God, let the day I die be familiar.
November 9
The best part of walking in the woods is being there.
November 6
If something occurs so often that we fail to even notice, can it not still be miraculous?
November 1
Cottonwood leaves are waving…all is well – do you see us? – do you notice us? – can you hear us? – you are always welcome here.