We are all flowers in someone’s eyes
At work, I park near a vacant lot that is littered with debris, trees and the occasional burst of color.
Last week, I noticed that in addition to dozens of chaotic and prolific small yellow flowers, there were a few pale purple blooms.
A few hawk moths are a curiosity; too many require control
Initial impressions can sometimes be deceiving.
At any point in time the subject of interest may be in a brief transitory state which soon passes into a condition more representative of the creature’s true nature, especially insects.
For God’s Sake: God knows what you need and will provide
A friend once described the vacations my wife and I take to rural Indiana as “homey.” That is an apt description. Life slows down dramatically, and we get much-needed rest. If you are stressed out or suffering from insomnia, read on.
One recent vacation highlight was daily watching a groundhog venture out to forage for food. The chubby rodent had burrowed under a storage shed behind my father-in-law’s house.
Out and About
I’ve heard people complain that there is nothing to do in Navarre or surrounding nearby communities.
However, if you hear this in the next 1.5 months – it must be someone that is in a basement without connection to the outside world. (There are very few basements in this area.
Why was bridge not protected?
Congress fails to learn lessons from bad policy
Brian Out Loud
Loss. Loss. Loss. Loss.
It is kind of a dreary start to a column but it’s a simple way of stating that the beginning of the 2018 volleyball season, Ryan Davenport’s first as the head coach, did not start off well.
Prepare for birds to make their way south
Twenty years later we still remember 9/11
It doesn’t really matter where I was 20 years ago Saturday, because I wasn’t in the Twin Towers or the Pentagon or flying over Pennsylvania.
But any American old enough to remember that day, remembers where they were when they heard what was happening, when they saw the images on television.
For God’s Sake: Beauty of the gospel is that Jesus measured up for us
My wife and I just returned from two restful weeks in rural Indiana. For the first time in years, we made the trip by air, flying out of the Destin-Fort Walton Beach airport.
On our departure day, the airline sent a notice encouraging us to arrive 2.5 hours early. Not a problem, we were packed and ready, and our ride picked us up on schedule.