The Blessings Before Me
Winter is in full display as I walk out my back door and look left or right. Dried, dormant, brown, leafless, desolate. All about the landscape seems paused, awaiting the awakening of spring. It’s when I …
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One by One
Standing at the window, the old rancher takes a sip from his third cup of coffee. “Finally” comes a silent thought; “it’s light enough.” As dawn breaks each morning, before I don my boots, hat, and …
A Life Poured Out
What would a poured out life look like? Strange question to ask yourself when driving seventy miles per hour with a pickup bed full of cattle feed. The answer, I suppose, would be as different as …