Exploring the Third Season of Life

Notes from Vanaprastha

Reflections on Faith, Nature, and Writing

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High Winds

High Winds

Last Wednesday afternoon, a storm packing high wind gusts blew in, downing trees and deck furniture. Our dogs sought comfort from Keith—I was in Charlottesville—and hid in the basement. On my drive home that day, and upon arrival, I found evidence of the storm’s...

I saw a Bear!

I saw a Bear!

Did you ever play this game in Scouts? Everyone lines up shoulder-to-shoulder with the troop leader at the left end of the line. The leader says, “I saw a bear,” and the scouts ask, “Where?” Then the leader makes a big gesture, pointing left arm far to the right,...

The Lens

The Lens

So. I’m propped on my bed, basking in the afternoon’s warm sunshine and reading Ann Voskamp’s The Broken Way: A Daring Path into the Abundant Life. She asks: How does one live an abundant life amid tragic accidents, illness, and death? Voskamp had chronicled her...

Ten Thousand Mulligans

Ten Thousand Mulligans

The wind howled as I pulled into the Barracks Road parking lot in Charlottesville last Thursday afternoon, I told Keith at dinner that night. As I parked the truck, I heard the rattle and clang of a run-away grocery cart. The cart ricocheted off two on-coming cars,...

Trust the Path

Trust the Path

One morning a few days after last month’s snowstorm, I hopped into our all-wheel-drive Subaru and buckled my seatbelt, off to WriterHouse in Charlottesville. I pointed the car down the mountain road, which had not been plowed. Over night, slushy snowmelt had frozen...

Receiving

Receiving

“Whatever is received is received according to the manner of the receiver.” -Thomas Aquinas   Perhaps due to the inclement weather yesterday afternoon, only a small crowd gathered at Blackfriars Playhouse to participate in The American Shakespeare Center's...