I LOVE This Road!

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Maybe it’s just me, but there’s a special feeling that only comes from driving a rusty old pickup truck down a scorching summer highway.

It’s a breathtaking feeling (but maybe not in the way you’d expect).

You’ve got all the windows rolled down, your hair is blowing in the wind, the sound of rushing air is loud enough to drown out the sound of the noisy old engine — but it doesn’t seem to matter how much you hang your arm out the window, there is absolutely no chance of cooling down. Continue reading “I LOVE This Road!”

Seasons

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I don’t know what it is, but there’s just something so pure about a laughing baby.

A baby doesn’t have any inhibitions. A baby doesn’t hold anything back. When a baby is happy, everything just bubbles out in one growly, grunty, gurgly laugh — and I can’t get enough of it!

Several weeks ago we were playing at the park, and I was sitting on a swing with my rolly-poley “Mudge-pudge” cradled on my lap. We weren’t swinging fast by any means, but every time we’d lurch forward or lean back, that sweet little girl would let out the happiest little giggle.

The weather was absolutely perfect. The sky was blue. The tulips and daffodils were blooming. The trees were just starting to bud. And I occasionally caught snatches of chatting and laughter from Lindsey and our 3-year-old on the other side of the playground.

All in all, it was an absolutely perfect Spring morning — except for the fact that I was feeling terribly guiltyContinue reading “Seasons”

New Life

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My necktie was whipping and flapping behind me and my hair was blowing in the wind as I bombed down the dirt road on my mountain bike last Sunday. My waistcoat was completely unbuttoned and waving in the breeze. My slacks were tucked into my socks (to keep my pants from getting caught in the bike chain). I must’ve made a funny sight, pedaling like the dickens to get home.

Y’see, a half an hour earlier, I’d been sitting in a church administration meeting (which, coincidentally, was also my last meeting for the day), when I got a text from Lindsey:

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And if that doesn’t make it hard to concentrate, I don’t know what will. I mean, we’ve been waiting at least 5 months for that little kid to arrive — and now it was here! Continue reading “New Life”

Rushed Decisions

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“When the time for decision arrives, the time for preparation is past.”

— Thomas S. Monson

Have you ever held a creature in your hands and looked into its sad, pleading eyes, knowing that death could snatch it away at any moment? Knowing that your split-second decisions could either save a life or destroy it?

Now, I don’t mean to get all dramatic here, but it’s kind of a sobering responsibility, taking care of animals — and I’ve found that the more critters you have around, the more often you’re forced into those kinds of life-or-death situations.

Take last week, for instance. Continue reading “Rushed Decisions”

Playing In The Dirt

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Man! I just love playing in the dirt!

I love picking up a handful of hard, dry, compacted clay from our garden — and slowly crumbling it between my fingers. I love the coarse texture. I love the dusty, earthy smell.

It’s definitely not the best soil in the world (it’s still a work in progress), but y’know what?

It’s mine — and that makes all the difference.

And for better or for worse, I think my little girl is following in my footsteps. Continue reading “Playing In The Dirt”

Happiness Within

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The footing was a bit precarious, to say the least, as I fought to keep my balance atop our little 6-foot-high haystack on Saturday afternoon.

Howling gusts of wind threatened to knock me right off, and the ragged old tarp, which Lindsey and I were trying desperately to tie down, was causing quite the ruckus with its wild flapping. Heck, the whipping and snapping of frayed plastic was so loud, it even drowned out the goats — and believe you me, they were bleating up a storm all by themselves! Continue reading “Happiness Within”

Are You A Skier?

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It was a cold, quiet winter morning.

The streets were dark, and a few frosty stars still glittered in the sky as I crunched through the snow on my way to the bus stop. I glanced up from my walking and noticed another fellow bus-patron waiting just outside the booth, checking his watch and shivering. The bus was late.

The two of us just kinda stood there together, breathing out whispy clouds of smoke and listening to the early-morning silence, when my amiable new companion piped up:

“D’you think summer will ever come?!”

Now, I realize the guy was just trying to commiserate with someone about the cold weather, and there’s certainly nothing wrong with that. But y’all already know how I feel about wintertime

“I dunno,” I answered. “Personally, I’m still really enjoying winter.” Continue reading “Are You A Skier?”