Care from the Highest Place but with Conditions

The light mist still lay at the bottom of the mountains. With eyes still blurry from sleep I could see the yellow and blue spots in the tall grass field behind the cabin. Finches and Indigo Buntings were having a feast on grass seed at the top of stalks still… Continue reading

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What Lives Matter?

What lives matter? I spent a few years with a project in Uganda, and made good friends with Gertrude, her daughter, a son, and many others who lived in a little village in near the Western mountains. I served them, helped where I could, got a few things they needed,… Continue reading

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Fall, Front Passage, Clouds, and the Moon

Late fall on the Eastern Seaboard of the USA is marked by rapid front passages, quick changes in weather, and cloud formations that change just as quickly. It is also marked by wondrous color that marks the forests. This sketch was during one of those rapidly changing days. Sketching the… Continue reading

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