The sky is a dirty tan, the color of chocolate milk made by a zealously health-conscious aunt. Headlights make woeful smears in the palpable air like the lamplighters of a
The sky is a dirty tan, the color of chocolate milk made by a zealously health-conscious aunt. Headlights make woeful smears in the palpable air like the lamplighters of a
I’ve been working on stamina with my horse, Buzz. Like most Quarter Horses, he’s built for explosive speed over short distances, followed by a distilled, lengthy sense of easy-going-ness. He
Yesterday we took our aluminum-sided fishing boat to a local reservoir for our first outing of the newly-arrived summer season. We had a brief scare that the boat might not
Eugene Peterson wrote a book called “The Long Obedience in the Same Direction”. While I’ve never read it, I admire him and I’ve always loved that title. So often we
Yesterday I got to spend three hours at my new therapeutic riding barn with a big black Percheron mare. Apparently I was given her as a bit of a “test”
It’s no surprise that Adam and I are a little worn out as we walk through a tough season. Emotionally, spiritually and relationally we are burning the proverbial candle at
Last year, Adam and I set a goal to hike 365 miles in 2014. It seemed very do-able when we were living in a two-bedroom apartment with free weekends to
We’re not on a “journey”, even though that’s a common way to describe Big Life Movements. Indeed, life is a trip of sorts, and even those of us with no
When I was a teenager, our church started doing an “All-Church Campout” every year during Labor Day weekend. It was a little country church, and that meant that literally the
I want a piece of open country, where sunlight glints off of tall meadowgrass and crickets hum in the evenings. I want my family to be self-reliant and community-oriented –