Twelve years later

Twelve years later

My Mom   Today marks twelve years since my mom left this earth. Sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago. Other times, it feels like yesterday. I still remember standing beside her as her bright crystal-blue eyes slowly turned gray and her soul slipped away. I told...
Field notes for summer

Field notes for summer

  Summer around here is measured in horseback rides, checking cattle in the pasture, swimming in the river, stocktanks and kayaking. The grandkids spend their days outside until exhaustion finally catches up with them. Riding horses throughthe pasture, baseball...
Everyday joy

Everyday joy

“To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.”  Henry David Thoreau   I was listening to a podcast while on a walk the other day.  The speaker was doing a series on “The gift of everyday joy”. She spoke of doing our...
Spring and new beginnings

Spring and new beginnings

Spring and the Quiet Work of Beginning Again   Spring arrives softly here. Not all at once, but in small moments you could easily miss if you are not paying attention. The first green pushing through the soil. Peach branches swelling with the promise of blossoms....
February and the art of noticing

February and the art of noticing

February is quiet in a way that asks something of us. The rush of beginnings has softened, the days are still short, and life feels slower, more inward. This is not the silence of avoidance. It is the silence of listening. Noticing is an art. It requires restraint. It...
Welcome 2026

Welcome 2026

    I step into this new year with a quieter heart and steadier footing than I once had. Not because life has been easy, but because it has been full of love, loss, lessons, and grace. The words I carry with me into this year are simple but deeply earned:...