On puppies and how to walk by faith not fear

On puppies and how to walk by faith not fear
When our dog, Jubi, a hound-mix, was a puppy, we visited a nursery. Colorful flowers and shrubs overflowed from pots of various sizes. As always, his nose kissed the ground for news. When he looked up, he saw a small gray concrete bunny statute; his body shook like he just got wet as he hid behind me. His white tail drooped between his hind legs. (Photo of Jubi as an adult dog.) "It's okay, it's just a statute. No need to be afraid," my husband and I said. Jubi had never seen a gray bunny stat... [More]

What I learned in July (or books I've read or am reading)

What I learned in July (or books I've read or am reading)
I'm sharing some of my favorite summer reads and one song. Photo via Creative Commons/Flickr User: Yuri Levchenko 1. Some children's books are not just for children. I reread A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle, and I was amazed at how she wove in love and sacrifice as themes into her book. For the first time, I'm reading The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster. I enjoy his thoughtful insights imparted through whimsical word plays. 2. I can't wait to see the documentary on The Phantom Toll... [More]

On being open & unexpected gifts

On being open & unexpected gifts
Earlier, I shared how we met three river otters on the Big River, Mendocino during vacation. But river otters were not the only creatures, our family observed. After we rowed about a half hour, we heard loud prehistoric groaning or a cackling sound reverberate and break the silence of a quiet morning. It's hard to describe the sound as we'd never heard it before, resounding from a large grove of trees on the other side of the riverbank. The eerie cries pierced our ears and haunted our thoughts.... [More]

Five Minute Fridays: Bloom & Visiting O'Keeffe

Five Minute Fridays: Bloom & Visiting O'Keeffe
It's time for five minutes of unedited writing (but I correct typos) where we let our fingers fly over the keyboard with other writers. < Photo via Creative Commons/Flickr User: Bob Mical Start. In winter, my hydrangea bushes are brown stick skeletons in the ground. There is no sign of its former beauty or of the beauty that will come. Just dry sticks which I continue to water and fertilize when spring comes. So much of blooming is not just the bloom but all the preparation beforehand. The so... [More]

What a river otter taught me about prayer

What a river otter taught me about prayer
The Big River in Mendocino flowed like silk in the early morning as we eased into our rented three person canoe. We were told we might see river otters. A light fog felt like a veil of blessing over us. We entered a cathedral carved with tall trees on each side as our oars silently cut through the glassy water. The fresh scent of a new day filled our lungs. Photo via CC/Flickr User: Chris Paul Soon we saw a few brown female Mallard ducks and the males with their bright green heads. Only the ... [More]