Author • Photographer • Believer
Some of my best memories from childhood are of walking in the woods along a river and playing on the rocks. I would mark the river’s changing appearance over time depending on the presence or absence of rain. High in the mountains, there always seems to be more water in the rivers and streams from ...Continue Reading
I admit it. I’m a waterfall junkie. If there is a hiking trail that leads to any kind of a waterfall or even better, multiple waterfalls, I’m on it. Those of you who have been with me for a while know this as I’ve shared photos of the cascades I’ve visited in western North Carolina. That’s not to ...Continue Reading
One morning this week I was out in my garden just as the sun rose. The grass was covered with tiny sparkles of frost as if someone had sprinkled glitter or fairy dust. It reminded me of the manna God provided in the wilderness to the Israelites. It also reminded me how the Lord’s promises and gifts ...Continue Reading
Today as I was walking, I was meditating on how the plants along my pathway evolved from small green shoots that appear in the brown landscape of late winter to become what they are in summer. “Becoming” is the thought that struck me. We usually think of becoming as kids saying what they want to ...Continue Reading
The explosion of color in summer keeps our gardens and landscapes filled with joy. But what about in winter? The landscape is gray and brown with only surprises of color on new mushrooms or flashes of bird feathers. Winter is barren and dull for the most part. The sky is often leaden gray for days. ...Continue Reading
