Camp April

Maybe sometime last December, my friend Brittany declared to me in an exasperated tone that she just wanted to get out of town and away from everything by herself. I felt that sentiment, and suggested that we make plans to get out together (it’s safer that way), stay in a Read more…

New Mornings

The morning light peeks through the window, glazing the room with gold. My sleepy head and sleepy soul are reminded of mercies new and old. Moments like these are rare. I made it out of bed, coffee in hand, with time to savor the new light. Its fresh tenderness will Read more…