The Great Spirit

It’s raining on the plains. An all too rare event that comes when we need it so desperately to help plants grow.  It seems that just when we despair that drought will persist, a miracle appears in the form of a storm. Sometimes it’s that way in life too. Every so often when we abandon […]

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Soft Morning at Fossil Lake

I live on the shores of Fossil Lake, a small area of water that attracts lots of migratory birds, including Canadian geese, pelicans and cranes. I’ve always admired how they fly over the lake with the single-minded purpose of just being. Each day they go out and soar. This painting reminds us that every morning […]

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