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While walking the drive,A young eagle perched, upon a wood fence post.We neared, they flapped, only to land on the next post.Again and once again, post to post,Until the fenceline ended. Continue reading
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Ordinary Tree and Bread
Today’s the last day of Christmas. Five weeks ago my family spent a day in the mountains choosing a tree for the mass of Christ and to make decorative wreaths. This morning the tree stands in the corner next to the dining table. Just… Continue reading
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The Unveiling
Pasture grass glistened from last night’s rain. As she circled, her amnionic sac protruded, then vanished. She laid back down. Head up, she chewed cud and rested. Overhead clouds broke. Angled light shafts scattered across the valley. Standing again she walked a few feet, looked… Continue reading
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Everyday Christ
When I think of the second Sunday of Advent I tend towards thinking of place. Whether it is the traveling return to Bethlehem or a John of wilderness, the place of life intrigues. Place, be it the straw, feed, and animals of… Continue reading



