A few words on a Wednesday morning.

The oldest has a job for a neighbor this summer, and this week is Westmark’s VBS, meaning I can wake up one kid and send him off, then wake up four more kids and drive almost two miles and leave them off, and get three hours — three blessed hours — to myself (though admittedlyContinue reading “A few words on a Wednesday morning.”

Things I love about summer.

I’m glad the prairie is a place with seasonal change — there’s something about that seasonal change that is invaluable for perspective. And while each season has its high points, somehow I’ve settled into a strong preference for this one. It is missing some good things (*cough* school *cough*) and has some annoyances (ugh, humidity!)Continue reading “Things I love about summer.”

This — this! — is rural VBS.

It’s Vacation Bible School week at our church. Hope is three miles from a tiny town and five miles from our school town, so not in any town at all. This area is actually riddled with rural churches. If I tip my head to the side, roll my eyeballs oddly, and think for a second,Continue reading “This — this! — is rural VBS.”

Husbandman, the series.

Last Thursday, before it rained, Jeremy was planting soybeans up at his folks’ place. I’ve been taking this photo (and mostly adding this quote to it in some way) off and on since 2014. It’s one of those things that the timing has to be just so to get it to happen. “No husbandman wouldContinue reading “Husbandman, the series.”

On a serious note.

Speculation and anger are rampant regarding the idea of the 30×30 conservation proposal. There are very few facts available. Governors, who rightly ought to be in the know, are asking the same questions that run-of-the-mill citizens are asking. At our house, we spectate decisions made by agencies (mainly federal decisions made abstractly, not local agenciesContinue reading “On a serious note.”