nature
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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
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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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Apricot Leaf: Birth and Resurrection
Last night’s wind fell the last of the apricot leaves. Their fall ends a remarkable season. From spring birth to grounded resting they served us simple beauty, remarkable shade on a hundred-degree summer day, and protected their natural treed sibling: the apricot.… Continue reading
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Becoming Disturbed
You can feel it without seeing it. The blank stare—over the phone. This was one of them. I’d mentioned the Doctrine of Discovery with that tone of “of course you—as a leader within the Church—know something about this.” I didn’t pick up on it… Continue reading



