It wasn’t our Turn

I was outside doing the evening chores when i heard a familiar noise; thunder. It’s been a while since we’ve had rain and so though the noise was familiar i’d forgotten that anxious feeling that it induces, as if suddenly you need to secure any outdoor furniture, park the car under the cover of trees …

Beauty of the Hill Country

When the light painted the clouds in the sky various colors it often painted the yard as well. All the land was awash with pink or yellow light and i couldn’t understand why anyone would ever want to live anywhere else. However, i was grateful they did because i didn’t desire a thousand neighbors in …