This fuzzy picture of my Great-Uncle Franklin is one of my favorite faded Colorado memories. “His cowboy persona was no act. He had the...

Still on the farming theme…. It is the time of year when we think of harvest. If you travel the nation as we have, you can witness many...

“Keep a movin’ Dan, don’t you listen to him Dan, He’s the devil not a man, and he spreads the burnin’ sand, with water.” Our young sons...

As I was two or three at the time, I do not remember the moment this photo was taken, but this handsome quarter horse(?) is perhaps the...

As our son relayed the story … “We were robbed! The ‘outlaws’ rode down the train, stopped it on the tracks, climbed into the passenger...

An exemplar of mid-20th century of Americana is cowboy singer Marty Robbins–in our home, my father’s 33 LP “Gunfighter Ballads,”...

“Some of my Colorado relatives used to get a chuckle that their state, in deference to its rarity and fragility, levied a monetary...

We both heard it at the same moment–for me it occurred as I walked down the driveway in front of our house, Ella as she stood in the...

Juxtaposition captures the eye. So it was for us on January 3rd, 2011, the morning we awoke in our new rental home in Las Vegas, Nevada....

Were I to guess at most-quoted Old Testament verses, Isaiah 40:8 might be at the top of the list. “The grass withers, the flower fades,...

I was a bit overwhelmed to be in St Petersburg, a humble untraveled American, here at this classic Soviet monument built to honor...

Brothers practice-casting into the dirt–We need to be ready for our trip to the ponds! I’ve done a lot of absurd things in my span of...

Sometimes a decaying automobile in the backyard represents hope, not decay. My father and my Grandpa Stanley shared a vision of vehicular...

There are more stories I wanted to include in  Dryland Lament , but simply could not. Now I have another chance to start telling those...

Last night, we heard a recently-completed hymn…. Almost Home . The writers, Matt Papa and Matt Boswell, explained their motivation to...

“The last line of a song by John Mark McMillan is “spread me on the road.” (I urge you to listen at the link below.) My grandmother...

No matter how much rain in a given year, browns eventually drive away the greens. Late summer brings a tan hue to the buffalo grass...

Well, it wouldn’t be a social media site without a picture of a candle, so perhaps I’m getting this out of the way early. This candle and...

Excessive enthusiasm and mayhem marked my first encounter with Luther—the dog, not the theologian. One cold December morning, my father...

In the year 1970, the John Deere Model 5020 tractor was a significant piece of machinery. I know because my father and grandfather made...