You may want to know about Bolt Farm Treehouse near Chattanooga, where a weekend spent in a…
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“I am a part-time novelist who happens also to be a part-time Christian because part of the…
A few days ago my friend Caroline and I went on a field trip to three bookstores…
A mole is in the garden. I am at the nursery buying flowers. It is Spring. Here…
Sending warmest wishes for Easter, Bacon friends, and a song… “How Deep The Father’s Love For Us”…
There are simply no words. Or rather – I haven’t found the right ones. Red and black…
It’s you.” Browsing through my Pocket Thich Nhat Hanh this week, I came across that bold and…
All week a thought has rambled around my brain: this is not a dress rehearsal. It’s dancing…