This morning we're socked in with fog as thick as potato soup. I can't even see the trees across the driveway. This is what August is--heavy wet mornings that give way to sunny, hot afternoons. For … [Read more...]
This morning we're socked in with fog as thick as potato soup. I can't even see the trees across the driveway. This is what August is--heavy wet mornings that give way to sunny, hot afternoons. For … [Read more...]

For the past few years, I’ve been on a journey of discovery–about writing, about myself, and about God’s faithfulness … Click HERE to read more.
