Soggy Weeds and Bee Spit

The little cardinal is back this morning. She comes tapping on the dining room window several times each day. Her persistence is both heart...

Freedom requires courage. We are never truly free until we can look into a mirror and evaluate ourselves with honest eyes. We must know b...

Late one night a few weeks ago the stillness was shattered by a high-pitched squeal coming from my roommate’s room. I wasn’t sure quite wha...

Sometimes, I get the feeling that I am a message in a bottle. I have no control over where I go, when I am discovered, and who opens me, bu...

Hope is a quiet creature. He doesn't precisely sneak back in because how can something that is so looked for sneak? Yet, for...

Yesterday was a good day. The fog lifted and the clouds parted and, for a few moments, I was able to see the goal - my fondest h...