Sisters in Spirit — Guest Author Rebekah

Sisters in Spirit is a series of blog posts by a group of women who felt that a spiritual perspective was lacking from the steady stream of news and information that flowed through their daily lives.  They each agreed to carve out a space on their blogs on a monthly...

Sisters in Spirit: Christians Today

Sisters in Spirit is a series of blog posts by a group of women who felt that a spiritual perspective was lacking from the steady stream of news and information that flowed through their daily lives.  They each agreed to carve out a space on their blogs on a monthly...

How Does Your Garden Grow?

Mine grows tomatoes, squash and tiny, 1/2 inch baby cucumbers. I should have planted less/thinned more. Next year, I’ll put in more raised beds and a few fruit trees. The fruit trees in the neighborhood are full of apples, peaches and apricots. The sidewalks are...

Ceramic Chicken

Adam bought a ceramic chicken cooking dish last summer, putting me into a furious state of cooking gadget envy. For those who have ever had “beer butt chicken,” this dish does the same thing — but cleaner. You fill the small container with the...

Sacred Rim

We did this hike in the Wind River Mountains three years ago. This time, with Nelson and a few more family members: Yeah. The view was so vast, I’ll never be able to capture it. I recently got to see a collection of Edward Weston’s photography at a local...

Life on the Ranch

I’m lucky to have family friends in Wyoming who welcome me whenever I need a get-away. This is the third summer I’ve been able visit. They generously open their home, fridge and — wait for it — hearts. One campfire after another, we sat around...

Rendezvous

I went to Wyoming last week for an annual party hosted the second weekend of July — Rendezvous. There is an official description of what this rodeo/parade/pageant means here. The entire week of festivities are endearing and remind you of the length some will go...

Couldn’t Drag Me Away

Wyoming was exactly what I needed: time away with friends, to sleep, read, roam, etc. The trip started with a visit to the Wild Horse Sanctuary in Rock Springs. My. God. I know they call this “Big Sky Country.” There simply aren’t words eloquent...

Gone Fishin’

The thing about love is that it requires unbelievable vulnerability. Risk. The willingness to share your secrets and let all the ugly — or at least some of it — hang out to be judged. Accepted. Rejected. Ignored. By contrast, the top of the roller coaster...