Dave

  • Grassing

    I like grass.  Whether in the pasture or the hay field, grass does not try to be more than their natural self.  Walk a field and I feel their rootedness and love of sun.  Whether ryegrass, wheatgrass, orchard grass, or tall fescue, I… Continue reading

    Grassing

  • Moon, Dust, & Becoming

    Start with the first Sunday after the first full moon of the Spring equinox.  Easter.  Drop back 46 days toward the first of the year—not including Easter day—and you’ll arrive at a day centering indigenous within Christianity: Ash Wednesday. We could certainly… Continue reading

    Moon, Dust, & Becoming

  • Posted

    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

    Posted

  • 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

    Ordinary Tree and Bread