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Internal Debate
Last night, I sat at our monthly writers’ group, barely able to stay awake. After two days of traveling to speaking engagements, exhaustion weighing on my shoulders and eyelids. Finally, too tired to follow the conversation and critiques, I excused myself and went...
Take That, You Young Whippersnappers
Hiram and I really enjoyed listening to one of Terri Gross’s interviews on Fresh Air a few months ago. Her guest was Barbara Strauch, the health and medical science editor at The New York Times and author of the new book, The Secret Life of the Grown-Up Brain. We...
Today There Is Beauty
Starting in March, the weather in these parts has been about two weeks ahead of schedule. Nobody minded the jump on spring or summer, but in August this eager beaver weather pattern became disconcerting. Whoever heard of the corn firing in August? For those of you...
Blue Like Jazz & Love Like That
Last night I finished Donald Miller’s Blue Like Jazz. Some of you may be rolling your eyes and thinking, “She is so not in the new decade.” Well, you should know I’ve been meaning to read the book for years, ever since it debuted as the scuzzy new kid on the Christian...
Brown Sugar Snaps
Warning: These cookies are addictive. Unless you like to live dangerously, don’t read another word. Truth be told, all the food at Idaho Family Camp is addictive. Every time a nummy recipe is posted, I’m enabling an addiction. Usually it’s my addiction. But...
Pharmer Allen and Pharmer Anne
Last night at supper, Hiram and I talked about the kids. Maybe the box of tomatoes and the five pumpkins on the counter led to the topic of last night’s supper conversation. After all, the vegetables were gifts from our kids: the tomatoes from Allen and the pumpkins...