Weathering Life’s Storms

Weathering Life’s Storms

It’s the middle of winter at 8885 feet in Colorado. A snow storm has blown in and is slamming our ranch with howling winds of 50–60 miles per hour and temps in the single digits. It’s snowing sideways and the conditions are miserable by any standard. I watch my horses...
The Unbearable “Busy-ness” of Being

The Unbearable “Busy-ness” of Being

Have you ever noticed how often people use the word “busy” when you ask them how they are? You run into someone you know at the grocery store, the bank or the post office and inevitably the word “busy” emerges almost immediately when you ask the simple question “how...
When Life Suddenly Goes Gray

When Life Suddenly Goes Gray

Sometimes the circumstances of our life just look dark. Sometimes even really, really dark. Like earlier this week, for instance. For the last few weeks, a nasty flu-like virus has run amok through our household. We first caught it on a wonderful family trip to...
The Language of Smell

The Language of Smell

“How about this one?” “Ummm… licorice maybe?  Kinda earthy. Not sure.” Here I was, a few weeks out of sinus surgery, hoping to regain my sense of smell, which had gradually dwindled over the last few years until it was completely gone.  With it, my sense of taste had...