Little Joys—Books

This year, I’ve traveled through the desert on horseback with a shepherd and an alchemist. I’ve fished the lakes of Canada by canoe, attended a boy’s boarding school, learned the dance of the herons along a river, sat in the kitchen of a distressed and impoverished wife in Michigan, explored vocation, followed a friend asContinue reading “Little Joys—Books”

Little Joys—Bodies That Can Heal

One of our kids stayed home sick after we stayed up super late seeing Hamilton last night (It was so good!). With so many viruses floating around lately, I was hoping our immune systems would prevail through yesterday so we could all enjoy the show. We just made it. My guess is that Elvis wasContinue reading “Little Joys—Bodies That Can Heal”

Little Joys—The Woods

Until we lived on a property with pine trees, I never appreciated the seasonality of evergreens. Our pines, rhododendrons, arborvitae, and spruce have growing seasons and seasons of dormancy, times when they are more aromatic and times when they drop their needles. We planted some trees in the last few years, and when I seeContinue reading “Little Joys—The Woods”

Little Joys—Music

I challenge you to find anything as magical as making music. You can gather a hundred high school musicians on a stage and, even though they resist cooperation in every other setting by their very nature of being teenagers, they will let down their need for individuality in order to lend their voice or instrumentContinue reading “Little Joys—Music”

Little Joys—Walkability

When we bought our home, we didn’t consider what has become one of its many highlights: walkability. If you draw a circle with a 1-mile radius around our house, everything I need on a regular basis lands within that mile. Our kids’ schools. Two parks. The entire Ashland downtown. Three coffee shops. Our church. TheContinue reading “Little Joys—Walkability”

Little Joys—Synchronicity

You hear a sermon on Sunday morning. Unbeknownst to the pastor, you’ve been reading that exact same passage of Scripture; you even journaled about it earlier in the week. Then, a book you pick up that seems to have absolutely nothing to do with the sermon or the Scripture resonates, and your husband says, “IContinue reading “Little Joys—Synchronicity”