The Apple Saga

A truckload of apples…

Goodness gracious, where do I even begin?!

For the past month or so, Lindsey and I have been embroiled in a full-on war! It seems like virtually every weekend, every evening, every spare second has been spent battling the mountain of apples you see in the picture above. Continue reading “The Apple Saga”


Under the Autumn Moon


Have you ever been outside at night when a pack of coyotes started yipping and howling, somewhere off in the distance?

I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there’s just something eerie something haunting about their echoing, discordant song.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not at all afraid of the shy little buggers; there’s really no reason to be afraid of ’em. On the contrary, I actually think coyotes are pretty awesome — but there is definitely something about hearing an old ‘yote choir that really gets the blood pumping and sharpens the senses! It’ll really wake you up in a hurry!

They certainly woke me up last Monday… Continue reading “Under the Autumn Moon”

Making Time

It was a beautiful weekend up in the mountains…

Do you ever wake up in the morning feeling totally thwarted before the day even gets started?

I do sometimes…

When I woke up on Friday (to a beautiful clear, frosty, autumn morning), I really didn’t want to get out of bed — partly because it was so dang comfortable, and partly because I was feeling a little discouraged.

Now, my life is pretty darn great, so I’m not trying to complain. I was just feeling kinda heavy that morning.

And so I just laid there for a few minutes, “psyching myself up” to face the day.

I felt like there were just so many things on the old “to-do” list, but nowhere near enough time to get them done — especially with the elk hunt starting the next day… Continue reading “Making Time”

Perfect Little Moments

The view from our front window.

I was just kinda lounging on the couch a couple mornings ago, wrapped up with a warm blanket and a good book (1 Corinthians, to be exact) — when the happy twittering of a robin came wafting in like a breath of fresh air through our open window…

The jolly little bird was singing so heartily, and with so much enthusiasm, that I couldn’t help but set my Bible down and listen.

It wasn’t long before that fat old robin was joined by a couple of meadowlarks in the pasture — and then a rooster pheasant started clucking, up on the sagebrush hillside.

Before I knew it, I was being treated to an amazing little concerto, right there in the comfort of my own front room! Continue reading “Perfect Little Moments”