Live With Flair

Today I learn that when butterflies gather together in a pile on the ground like this, it’s called “puddling.” It’s a puddle of butterflies! I

This morning, I note the verb “prepared” in 1 Corinthians 2:9. But, as it is written, “What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor

Besides writing this summer, consider the practice of close observation, especially through photography. You can try a picture a day. I often think about A.R.

As you know, I love encouraging writers. As June 1st approaches, I wondered if you had a writing dream in your heart for the summer.

Normally in Pennsylvania, you’d want to plant your garden at the very end of May; I planted too soon because I started my seedlings too

Something ate our baby robins! Most likely, a big crow feasted on them. We stand there by the nest, so saddened. We wonder if the

It’s almost time for my sparrows (and that one cowbird) to fledge. I love the verb “fledge.” It means to leave the nest. Any day

I’m learning to detect the presence of idols in my heart. I think about this as I read Acts 17:16. We read this: “Now while

For the past ten years, I’ve learned to look carefully–right during this very week in May–for the secret lady slipper orchids. They bloom deep in

The entire backyard smells of sweet lilac. We long for the day in May when the lilac blooms!