Spiritual Robbery

My planner held the usual penciled words for Monday: Cleaning and laundry. By early morning the clothes swished around in the suds. Karl & Crew morning radio kept me company as I did my work-out. The phone rang. A bit early, I thought. The caller ID read Ray. “Hi, Buddy,” I said. “I can’t goContinue reading “Spiritual Robbery”

Mom Memories

Birding with Steve, me, Dave, and Mom. Amish Country. Ray and me at Kitchen Kettle Village. Steve and I became birders while living in a migration area near the Mississippi River. We only lived there for two years but learned so much about birds. We’ve returned there several times since then, especially in the winterContinue reading “Mom Memories”