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Mother's Day

My wife loves being a mother.I've never heard her once wish that she could be away from her children.She embraced it wholeheartedly from the moment our first daughter was placed in her arms to this...

An American Privilege

I voted this morning.And I've got to say that I felt ecstatic waiting in line, looking around at this diverse group of individuals who have shown up to give their opinion of who should lead this gr...

Remember

Happy Memorial Day from the Barn. I pray that every flag we see will stir us inside to remember what a wonderful country it is that we live in. I pray we will be thankful for every blessing that is...

Winter

I love the look of winter.Where I live it's very neutral, bare and, what some might call, dismal.I would rather refer to it as quietly beautiful.Even though we seldom see the extravagant beauty of ...

Fresh Start

It's a new year. I always love that feeling.The tree is down. The ornaments are stored. The lights are unplugged for another year.Life seems calmer, cleaner and a bit less cluttered. It's a perfect...

Shelly's Arm

Friday night my wife and I received one of those dreaded calls saying our oldest daughter had fallen and broken her arm.Suddenly we're in the emergency room.The next day she's in surgery.The next n...

Wings of the Wind

It is early morning, shortly after daybreak, and I am sitting at the edge of Lake Michigan on the beach. The air is quite chilly - I am snug in my sweatshirt.The clouds have rolled across the sky l...

Handwritten

There is not much I would rather receive than a handwritten note or letter. It is a gift in itself. (I'll admit, it's a bit ironic that I'm talking about "handwritten" as I type away on these littl...

Age of Beauty

I love old things. They speak to me. I think their history gives a room such soul.I bought this chair last weekend and I love it. I love the wood detail. I love the tapestry with the deer head in t...

Fresh Start

Christmas in Nashville. It was the first time in seventeen years that we have had a measurable snow on that day.It was magical.After all the noise and frantic activity of preparation for that day, ...