Because everyone loves a good story
Do you ever find that summer is supposed to be a relaxing time of year, but it turns out to be the most hectic, frenetic season of all? All the “relaxing” we intend to do throughout the year gets piled into a few short…
Summer is here. To some, that means a slower pace and more restful days. To others, that means an onslaught of activities, vacations, parties, and other stressful fun.
Know who won’t be all in a dither this summer? The trees. Know why? Because trees are cool like that. They’re impervious to the American obsession with haste.
Read on to learn from the trees.
(And also to see some big news for my family in the upcoming year.)
(No, it’s not a baby.)
(Don’t look so disappointed.)
If childhood was personified, he’d sport blonde spiky hair and a red tee shirt.
To me, Calvin and Hobbes incapsulates three major pillars of being a kid: imagination, exploration, and investigation. Read on to see what my son has in common with Calvin (too much) and what Calvin learns from all his adventures (not enough).
What has made Calvin and Hobbes such an enduring classic for almost forty years? The fact that Bill Watterson’s comics capture the stuff of childhood–the good, the bad, and the hilarious. Read on to see what gives this unforgettable duo such universal appeal.
While I may be a little sad that summer is coming to a close, there’s still so much to rejoice in. I was reminded of this on a bike ride through the woods a few weeks ago. Creation’s symphony reaches a crescendo in late summer, and I tried to capture a few stanzas myself.
(Ten points to Gryffindor if you take note of the musical motif throughout the poem!)
I hope you celebrate the close of this beautiful season with as much gusto as a grasshopper. And that’s saying quite a bit.
We’ve all succumbed to it before.
The siren song of the sofa. The lullaby of the La-Z-Boy. The trance of the TV. But while we’re enjoying some comatose amusement, what are we missing just outside our front doors…and beyond?
A little excursion (or a grand adventure) could be just what we need.
I don’t know about you, but springtime always draws me to praise the Creator. It must be something in the air (apart from the pollen). Gerard Manley Hopkins’ poem “Pied Beauty” is a wonderful tool that leads us to praise the Creator of all things dappled.
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