Swaying Hugs and a Road Song

Swaying Hugs and a Road Song

Posted by on Mar 1, 2015 in A Passing Glimpse

The recent snowfall painted a serene backdrop for my lengthy road trip to offer a final goodbye to someone that I’ve known most of my adult life. It seems I’ve lost count, but I know that I’ve attended far more memorial services in the past few years than I have in my entire lifetime. “It’s that circle of life […]

It’s Christmastime

It’s Christmastime

Posted by on Dec 20, 2014 in A Passing Glimpse

That time of the year is here again. And with it, I look forward to seeing those I love in the next week. I’m counting on those days being filled with plenty of soul filling goodness: puppy kisses and wagging tails, teary eyed laughter, reading, studying, loads of fab music backed by a tad more […]

Casual Ordinary

Casual Ordinary

Posted by on Nov 22, 2014 in A Passing Glimpse

Time never pauses. Moments become years and then quickly pass with only a blink. Recently I attended the memorial service for someone who walked through my life and left a mark. It was a good mark, one of love, one of goodness, one of spirit, and one that was always full of human originality. This […]

Words of Genuine

Words of Genuine

Posted by on Sep 22, 2013 in A Passing Glimpse

Today marks one week since I returned to days of habit after my ten-day retreat to the Blue Ridge Mountains of Southwest Virginia. Every time I return to that area, I locate a special sense of soul rejuvenation. This year was a bit different than previous years. Rather than hitting the road for a daily […]

imperfectly beautiful

Posted by on Jan 12, 2013 in A Passing Glimpse, inspiration, life, photography | 2 Comments

I believe in second chances far more than abandonment. Fewer days thrill me more than those where I can take something that’s been discarded, breathe new life in it, and have it resuscitate the same in me. I’m constantly surrounded by hand me downs, throwaways, secondhand left behinds, and rescues… each by choice. With their […]

blue collared hero

Posted by on Jun 17, 2012 in A Passing Glimpse | No Comments

My father meant the world to me. As years continue to pass, I’ve come to understand that more and more. Dad was a regular blue-collar kinda guy. He worked hard with his hands, and loved his family. He was also known to have a few days when he was the farthest thing from being an […]