Summer Vacations
It was August of ’63, and my family drove to northern Maine to visit family, as usual. We always spent ten days to two weeks in Maine, driving up in summer-weather and returning to fall and school. The summer of ‘63, my father planned a day-hike to climb Mt....
Moving and Growing in Community
After devotional, flute practice, and breakfast this morning, I went outside. I’d budgeted thirty minutes for yard work, since I had other chores to do before starting the laundry and writing this post. It’s Monday, and I wanted to get a jump on the day in case our...
We’re having a heat wave
Oh! We're having a heatwave, a tropical heatwave The temperature's rising, it isn't surprising… -From “Heat Wave,” by Irving Berlin Cloudy skies and after-storm breezes cooled the mountain as I walked down the road to the mailbox late Saturday afternoon. I’d...
Look at the lilies of the field
This morning, I started my day as usual, drinking coffee and reading through daily devotionals and blog posts that had come into my email overnight. A post by Brandon Adams struck a chord. He had been working hard on himself, only to discover there was more to do....
The Both-And Paradox
By mid-day on Saturday, clouds had darkened to the southeast, and soon we heard rumbles. Heathcliff and Freya retreated to the basement’s safety. Lightning and thunder drew closer. A flash followed immediately by a crash, and the power went out. Our...
Sabbatical, more like hiatus
A decade ago: “What would you do if you could take a sabbatical?” the post read on our listserv message board. I lurked while my online colleagues responded predictably: read, study, learn new things, or travel some. At that point in my career, I was a curriculum...