Stillness …

Just across the street from one of the houses in which I lived while I was a boy was a small forest. It wasn’t anything spectacular, just some small (maybe twenty foot tall), broadleaf trees which grew in an L-shaped, 8-10 acre patch on two sides of the neighborhood. At its widest point it was…

Running in the Garden

One of my greatest joys in life is when I get home from work, open the front door and my kids come running down the hall and jump into my arms. It is sometimes accompanied by a yell from my son, “DAD!” and a scream from my daughter, “DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!” and then hugs which…