Research Day One: Nisky Hill
“Where would he have come?” I wondered as I splashed through the orange leaves on the cemetery lane. Marnell was “at work”, at a Bethlehem, PA,
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus…
(Hebrews 12:1-2)
“Where would he have come?” I wondered as I splashed through the orange leaves on the cemetery lane. Marnell was “at work”, at a Bethlehem, PA,

Recently, a suspicious wind blew in and knocked flat most of our sunflower wall which separated the community garden from the alley. Without the protective

“I’ll get it,” Marnell said when the doorbell rang. He had just arrived home from work. I had the kitchen in an uproar. I couldn’t
Last Saturday evening, Marnell was driving home from Illinois and planning to stop in Chicago to pick up Mat. I was engrossed in my writing
It was a week full of such delightful encounters that I almost want to become an extrovert. First, a too rare gathering of my entire

We are spending a lovely weekend with my family in Wisconsin. Here is my post from last year this time, probably the most fun piece