Tattoo Tales

As the steam from the natural hot springs rose around us filling the small rustic shed like exhaust billowing out of an old beat-up truck on a cold winter morning, I listened with interest as my new found friend shared her regrets over the tattoos from her youth that still enveloped both of her arms…

Centered

My life is chaotic. I bet your life is chaotic too at least at times. A good life full of the best blessings usually is wrought with chaos. The two must go hand in hand. Being a naturally quiet and reserved personality, I don’t handle chaos well. It makes me anxious and distracted even when…

Circle Of Life

It was a typical Wednesday morning. The flurry of getting everyone’s needs met before they headed off to work or school went by without a hitch. The clutter and dishes left in the waste would have to wait because this Wednesday was about to become non-typical. The night before I had carefully prepared everything my…

Blissful Ignorance

As I watch the wide world of the internet I often see egos attempting to rule the space. Accounts labeled “Public Figure” multiply in staggering amounts on a daily basis. I love having people to look up to and people who motivate me, people who encourage me to strive to be better and to seek…

When Spiderman Trips

Getting creative with dinner used to be a passion of mine. I loved trying new recipes and creating my own. I loved thinking about it and put a lot of time each week into dinners, even creating blog posts about recipes on top of it all. It is amazing to me how much things can…

Let’s Get Real

  Christmas has overtaken my world with a rush of activity, smells and sights that I love and loathe alike. Candies, songs, memories and expectations all smash together into a big ball of joy and stress careening down the snowy hill of December and poised to crash awkwardly into the New Year. Somehow in the…

Pining For Fall

Ahhhh…summer. Sweat, dirty bare feet, wedding invitation after wedding invitation, the days that you spend trying to get to fall so that you can go hunting again. At least that is what it feels like to me. I know a lot of you relate to this as there are probably at least 250 different memes…

Mother Nature Takes Pity

Bears, the picnic basket stealing, honey loving, fluff buckets that continually produce the winning move in our cat and mouse games each hunting season. Every time the sun goes down on the last day of bear season and I am left standing in the brush, un-punched tag lying listless in my camo pocket, I develop…

Poison Peanut Butter Cookies

Disclaimer-(If you are not interested in reading about my Christian perspective then you may want to skip this post.) Sometimes when God teaches me something, He uses a strange method to do so. Ok, most of the time He uses a strange method to do so. I guess that’s just His style. He rocks it….

Hunting Roots

There is no one word to describe the heart of who a person is. A word that captures the combination of experiences, character, choices, morals and thoughts hasn’t been created. A word that encompasses the entirety of who you are simply doesn’t exist. Possibly the reason for that is because that word would be seeking…

Slaughter Or Nothing

I have discovered a trait within myself that is undesirable. That is nothing new. I often find faults within myself that are probably blatantly obvious to everyone on earth, for eons and eons, except me. Suddenly, the fog clears from between my offset and very uneven ears and I finally see what everyone else has…

Fall Off Cloud 9

So much has happened since I last put finger to keyboard. Nothing in this over computerized, technologically engorged culture ever waxes poetically anymore. But my fall has been the purest picture of perfect. I feel spoiled and I am spoiled. I don’t deserve to have had so many things go my way but I will…