As a kid, I remember the geese. Living along the Atlantic flyway, we had front row seats to nature on a grand quest. Nature’s dazzling palette had liberally painted the forests in burning reds, sizzling oranges and electric yellows as if nature had unleashed the whole of its artistic abilities in some massive brushstroke. Cascading off every … [Read More]
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Thankfulness – Climbing Trees and Mending Shoes
Snow had graced her simple headstone with white, embellishing a life of poverty with a garnish of royalty. In similar fashion, winter’s kiss had regally adorned the muscular branches of the red oak that stood as a broad and gentle sentry above her grave. She had always wanted to be buried under an oak tree for the simple reason that poverty, … [Read More]
Delivering the Newspaper – Lessons in Thanksgiving
I started delivering newspapers when I was a tender nine years of age. Had I been an adult looking at the nine year old that I was at the time, I probably wouldn’t have let myself take on the job at that age. In fact, I might have thought such as idea as skirting the periphery of the insane. But with my parent’s blessing, I started delivering … [Read More]
Bobbing and Weaving – The Dance of Justification
We’re not all too bad at bobbing and weaving. We’re pretty good at side-stepping and side-lining issues. We’re quite adept at cutting and spinning, doing a bit of fanciful dodging, as well as deftly running the obstacle course without getting so much as a scratch on us. We’ve learned to see things coming from a long ways away, and we’ve figured … [Read More]