Category: Life

Facing the Facts

The late summer evening glow of the setting sun made the trees and rocks of the South Dakota Black Hills reverberate with a final splash of brilliant color before darkness cloaked their splendor for the night.  My flip-flops …

Corruption and Creativity

Clomp, clomp, clomp.  My high-heeled boots hit the tile floor as I walked.  As if floating on air, my friend lightly ran across the open room towards me, full of excitement.  “Want to see the invitations?” She asked …

Behemoth Burial Ground

Ping, ping, ping! Thud. Thud. The high pitched clanging of hammer and chisel against hard rock mixed with the dull noises of digging picks hitting damp clay.   Dark blue-gray clouds tauntingly circled the sky above, showering rain in …

Purple Poppy Mallow

Captivated by the vibrant magenta color dotting the patchy grass, I gently plucked one of the roadside wildflowers by the Kansas state sign.  I had been admiring those colorful, cup-shaped flowers out the car window for at least …

Where the Buffalo Roam

Crunch . . . Crunch . . .“Huhhhgh” – a loud sigh followed the heavy noises, close to a tent where the energetic girl and her mother were sleeping.  Over breakfast, stories were told of strange noises heard …

Crab Eyes, Fruit, and Rocks

From far away, the two short stacks of rocks, sitting precariously on top of the mountain, looked like they had been put there by someone.  As we hiked closer to the “Crab Eyes” rock formation, I started to …

Oklahoma’s Wichita Mountains

Inching my way across the steeply tilted rock, I grabbed the top edge to keep myself steady.  The rock felt very rough and sharp.  By the end of the day, I had sore, red palms and scratched, bloody …

Unburdened

The narrow, rocky path through the canopy of brush looked very inviting to my weary mind.  Like the heavy backpack I carried hiking up the rough path, I had been feeling the problems, decisions, and tasks of daily …

Well-Rounded Pi

After years of waiting, dreaming, and planning, the long-awaited day had finally come – and it was remarkable! That day was better than I could have imagined, and one day I’ll probably remember for the rest of my …

Shifting Seasons

The spring breeze teased my loose, long hair as it sailed behind me when the swing went up, and cascaded around my shoulders when gravity pulled the swing back. Light from the late afternoon sun filtered through the …

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