Who’s that Knocking at my Door?
It’s about 8:30 pm. Tuesday night. Lights are out. I’m in bed watching a Hallmark Christmas movie! I’m caught up in the love story that I already know what the ending will be, when suddenly, loud knocking on my bedroom door. Yes, I said, “bedroom door” and not my front door! Holy jumping catfish!!! I…
Mountain! You’ve Gotta’ Move!
That’s me in this photo at the Cascade Mountains of Washington. I know mountains. I’ve climbed them. I’ve gazed at their beauty from a distance. I’ve skied down them. I’ve driven the winding roads to the top of them and embraced the beauty from the top looking down. And I know MOUNTAINS — those vast,…