Monthly Archives: August 2017

The Exact Word

It’s odd that in literally a million English words that there isn’t one for this feeling that I’m always trying to describe to people that defines my relationship to the prairie. And yet, in my father’s native tongue, here it is. 

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The Dance

My biggest regret: I tried too hard to teach the dance to my children and missed teaching them to hear the music, the sweet joyful music that is our connection to our Father in Heaven. I just assumed they heard it too.

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Friends

How do you know when someone is your true friend?

For me it’s when they make a special trip out to the prairie to pick a bouquet of grass and bring it to the house for me.

It was the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever been given.

Chalk

When ever I get artist block and get afraid to start anything I just go back to chalk drawing. It’s so much less precious then canvas and paint and I can feel like a kid again.