Sunday, June 18, 2017

“I judge that the flowers of lavender quilted in a cappe and dayly worn are good for all diseases of the head that come of a cold cause and that they comfort the braine very well.”

~ William Turner, A New Herbal, 1568

Few words today, just a few simple sprigs of lavender.

Today is Father’s Day. I’m thinking of my dad who would be 99 years old if he was still alive, gone for 34 years now. He was in my life for relatively few years but left an indelible imprint.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.

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