Winter Fantasy
Through the eye of an award-winning photographer
Through the eye of an award-winning photographer
What will your “final words” be?
In the darkest of times, the light comes. Somehow.
A hammer is amoral, but its use is not.
Today: A pleasant surprise and a break from text.
I can’t believe my eyes! I can see clearly now!
I love reading and writing and can’t imagine life without eyesight.
I didn’t expect a pop quiz from my ophthalmologist, but I got one. Three questions.
November 2 is The Day of the Dead in Mexico. It’s a time of celebration.
We are loud. We are strong. We are organized. We are unflappable. Or so I thought.
Thanks to Old Scratch I’ll be posting a reflection on something I find remarkable in and around our world most every Sunday morning.
Read more about the devil’s role in my life in “This Little Light of Mine” under Let Love Arise in the menu bar.

I reached a personal milestone yesterday. Alas, there were no fireworks and no parades.

Soccer is a beautiful game, my sons told me years ago. I couldn’t see what they saw, but I’m beginning to.

I'm a soccer fan but not a fanatic. Alas, the game releases the inner barbarian.

Today is my birthday. I was born in 1947. Let's hear if for the boomers!
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