Early morning walk Pink clouds float across the sky Come hope, come life, come

Early morning quiet time Clouds float, still water Birds singing, kayak prayer, peace

There is a certain beauty to a foggy morning. The trees framed in soft light against the sky. The peony shut tight against the dampness...

Jack took up some new hobbies this summer. The one he's enjoying the most is reading. He's working his way through all the greatest dog books. Charlie the Ranch Dog Balto Walter the Farting Dog Racing in the Rain: My Life as a Dog Because of Winn Dixie The Clifford Series Where the Red Fern Grows Jack tried to get Spec interested in reading, but it didn't turn out so well. Spec just ended up chewing up a Common English Bible . He didn't really understand the concept of

Since late April I have enjoyed keeping an eye on the Cornel Lab of Ornithology's the live web cam of the nest of a pair of Great Blue...

Grandpa Tom came to the U.S. when he was ten years old. Because his family arrived in the chaos of the United State's entry into World...

I saw this pine cone on a walk yesterday near the Colorado cabin where I'm vacationing. I've been coming to this cabin all my life....

We greet the morning Fresh and new the day begins Grant us your presence

My dad (Charles H. Richardson) passed away at 9:53 a.m. on Wednesday, December 7. I was on my way to the airport to fly to Oklahoma. I...

Jack's friend, Tracy, called early this week to say that she had a job for Jack. Tracy needed help with Sammy the maltipoo puppy who was coming over for a few days. She needed someone (like Jack) -- to keep Sammy entertained. (Awwww, Jack ... we remember when you were just a tiny puppy, and now you've got your first job.) So Jack's been at Tracy's helping with Sammy. When we went to pick him up today, we observed his work for a while. (He's very good at this babysitting stuff

Jack does not like windy days. There are strange noises. Leaves start chasing you down the street for no good reason. And Very Scary Things  show up where they are not supposed to be. Like Big Scary Boxes . And Branches . And Trash Containers on Their Sides . When Jack starts out on his walks, he surveys the street to be sure that everything is ok. If something is out of place, he goes into his "I'm Alert" pose -- like in the photo above. On this particular morning, there was

To you I lift up my eyes, you who are enthroned in the heavens. - Psalm 123:1 (NRSV)

I recently went out of town on a trip, so Jack (and Spec) got to go to Tracy's house for a week. Her house is much more fun than his at home. Tracy works with dogs. Here are a few of Tracy's notes about Jack's week at dog camp: Tuesday, May 24 Jack rode really well in my car -- maybe because Spec was in it. Jack didn't want to get in the car, though. He didn't even want his leash on to leave the house. Mike (the handyman) was here when we got here and Jack jumped all over him

This was my first-ever published writing -- in the "Patterns" issue of alive now! J/F 1985. I wrote this following my mom's last trip to...

This week I paged the January/February 2011 issue of Alive Now. "Paging an issue" is when the editor sits down with all the potential...

The earth seems to be in great chaos -- shootings, wars, earthquakes, hurricanes, oil spills, floods, tornadoes. As we follow story after...

Perhaps it's because of my dad's decline into Alzheimer's, but my return to the family cabin is especially powerful this year. It is like...

I've been "doing Advent" for several weeks -- preaching, teaching, answering emails, posting comments on the website, leading workshops...

On the 7th day of my vacation at a remote cabin in Colorado, the DSL line providing my internet connection went down, and I got to see...