The trails beckoned me to them yesterday and I couldn’t help but stop a few times and take in the beauty. The view was more important than my pace. It was good for my body and soul. I can’t remember how I found this poet, but I’m thankful I did. He has a way with…

I’ll say it again…I thought I’d never read another book about time management. Life had other plans. I’m in a new season of life, and I have more free time than ever. It’s a wonderful position to be in until I realized I waste a lot of it. I thought I’d wrangled my time wasting…

I said I’d never read another book about time management. I don’t need another book to tell me how to organize my life or how to save time. Can time be saved and stored up for later anyway? It’s not like we can withdraw a large chunk of it from a time bank when we…

The corn is harvested and the hay is baled. The dried up corn stalks are tied to lamp posts downtown on Main Street and the square hay bales line the sides of a trailer for a hayride. Scarecrows and Jack-o-lanterns greet the shoppers as they stroll along the brick sidewalks. But the cotton hasn’t been…

The basement smelled funny and and the fluorescent lights made it brighter than it needed to be. The few of us were scattered all over the large, center room of the basement. We kept to ourselves and we drew our pictures and colored our papers on the long rectangle tables. Mom was in a meeting…