A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
Last weekend I spent quite a bit of time sitting on our deck with my DSLR camera. I put on the longest lens I have and started looking in the trees. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular — maybe a bird or squirrel. When I took the camera away from my face and spotted… Continue reading Zoomed In
I wonder when I won’t be surprised that something in my life happened decades ago? Aging is an odd thing. This came up for me the other day because as I was preparing to take my dogs for a walk I needed to put on a hat because it’s already winter and where did fall… Continue reading The Memories Held in a Hat
Sometime after we bought our house four years ago - I can’t remember if it was in the fall or spring - I went to a friend’s house to get some hostas and lilies. She had an abundance of plants. So much so that after I dug out what I wanted, you couldn’t tell a… Continue reading It’s Hard to Let Go
Prior to arriving in Michigan for vacation last week, our just turned 3-year-old niece Ivy kept asking, “Are we at Michigan?” It is hard to explain the concept of “State” to little ones. Our oldest niece, Rosemary, who is almost 6, has an affinity for maps, so when we’re headed somewhere I tell her to… Continue reading Michigan is Over
On Monday morning I was walking the dogs like I always do. It was before the sunrise, so house lights and two streets lights were the only points of illumination along the street. We reached the turnaround spot and were headed back to the house. We came up to an odd intersection - where three… Continue reading Is it a Sign?
For the past two summers I’ve maintained two hummingbird feeders in the flowerbed next to our deck. I would dutifully boil the sugar water and keep a jug in the fridge ready to refill them when they were empty. I would try to keep water in the wells on the top in attempt to keep… Continue reading It’s Not My Job
A month from today I'll be in Madrid! It's hard to believe the time is almost here. This morning Denali and I went out for a prep walk. Although it's not completely packed yet, I tried to get in most of what I'll be taking into my backpack before we left. It was about 9… Continue reading One month
For those following along, you know I love tulips. So much so, that I planted a lot of bulbs during my sabbatical in the fall of 2016. Last year very few came up and I attributed that to the strange weather we had that winter. I was outside cleaning flowerbeds in January. That is not… Continue reading Layers of Fear
Before we even step outside the excitement builds. She knows what’s coming – the movement, the smells, the sights, the sounds. She’s eager to experience it all! Call to Worship We walk to the back of the yard to check out the flowerbed. Crocus – purple and white. Some frost bitten from an early bloom.… Continue reading A Variation on Church
The other morning when I left the house for work I could barely see a few car lengths in front of me. In places where I can normally see about a quarter mile in the distance, were blocked by a huge cloud that had settled down on the city. Although fog doesn’t provide particularly safe… Continue reading Fog
Anne Brock 