Halfway through printing my last book proposal, the ink faded. Soon the pages blanched to wordless sheets. In all the baskets lining the shelves of my office closet, only one cartridge could be found--and it didn't fit my printer. How could I have purchased the wrong type of ink? No! My…
Pudgy orange veggies clutter the shop aisles. Their cousins tumble over one another in great mounds at the street corners. Yet, the masses seek them as if expecting a shortage. From giant prize winners to tiny table toppers, people gather them into their trunks. Addicts line up for regular doses…
I love gifts. I look forward to doling out candy next week in exchange for the opportunity to greet fairies, Jedi knights, and charming little zombies. One month later, Thanksgiving will bring comfort food and the blessing of shared company. Sixty-one days from now, the best day of the year arrives…
"The heavens are telling the glory of God; they are a marvelous display of his craftsmanship. Day and night they keep on telling about God" (Psalm 19:1-2). Tender grass bursts from the earth. Glimmering beetles scurry up to lily pinnacles and raise their antennae. My favorite gnarled oak ascends from a velvety…
Yellow and white blooms wilted under the blood moon. Their papery remnants clung to the vine until autumn's breeze tore them away. For a day or two, the evidence of fallen beauty littered gardens across the countryside. Within the base of those flowers who had used their season to pollinate beyond…
Light brushed past textiles with little more than a shimmer. It glanced off the cutlery and passed by the china with a glare. After searching the store, the rays met the crystal and danced. Wavelengths caressed each stemware pattern and filled them with prismatic wonder. No vessel glorified its brilliance more than the…
A Florida sunset blazes across the horizon--our effortless version of the summer campfire. Temperatures hover near ninety degrees, and customer traffic doubled at the neighborhood pool store. Yesterday's evening breeze swept away the last remnants of spring. While Midwest residents continue salting icy walkways, we're dipping our toes into the next season.…
Sunshine honeys the rain-washed oaks. Clover patches huddle among blades of rye grass. The breeze whirls across varied shades of green, stirring the earth to behold the infinite blue marvel overhead. Jasmine blooms near the mailbox, drawing brilliant hummingbirds to visit my lawn. I search the landscape, but fail to pinpoint…