I don’t know why, but lately my eyes and my heart have been restless. The old haunts that used to be such good places for snapping photos and dreaming?  The woods?  The river?  The mountain trails I love?  Now they feel worn-out, matted down.  Tracked over by too many footprints.   Maybe it’s all the […]


I’ve built my life around words:  planted them like seed, panned for them like gold.  I’ve gone out into green valleys and collected words like rainwater, storing them up for seasons of drought.   This is what my kind of people do. But. There are days when words feel too small for me — a poor, […]

Color and Words, Left in the Healing Garden by the Hospital: Day Nineteen

This post is part of the Secret Messages Project.  Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all.  I hope you’ll join me.  * If you’ve been around here for awhile, you’ve probably noticed that I don’t usually shoot photographs in […]