Purpose 1: When Good Things Crowd Your Path

My paternal grandmother had the best-smelling yellow roses on the planet. Everyone thought so. And nearly everyone asked for and received a start for their own planting. My mother was one of those who planted tiny starter roots on the east end of her newly-built home. When I was little, I paid little attention to…

The Power of the Wind

In Indiana the spring is traditionally windy, but the past few weeks have been exceptionally so. A recent bought of wind blew an entire patch of shingles right off our house. It organized them into a fairly neat pile in our back yard, which was generous, but prevented the shingles from doing their jobs. What…