Author: Bonnie

An Inconvenient Death

Over one hundred thousand mourners dressed in black will flood the Washington National Cathedral on August 27, 2007, grieving the untimely, shocking, and unfortunate death of  

Popped like a Bubble

The need to answer some work-related emails kept nagging me as I settled down to take a Saturday afternoon nap. 

Timberline

Growing up in Colorado, I became aware of the meaning of “timberline” at an early age.  I remember taking drives to the mountains and seeing the timberline from a distance

‘What Happens in Las Vegas… ‘

You have heard the commericial, “What happens in Las Vegas stays in Las Vegas.” The lure is to come for a vacation, have fun, and let your barriers down–no one needs to know. Your secrets are safe here.

Whet Stone

Here is the poem I promised. WHET STONE Whet stone sparkling at the creek bottom, you captivate me through a light prism penetrating the water. Whet stone, you sharpen my senses and strengthen my certitudes of faith. The birds are remembered; the stars are named; hairs are counted; the nations are a drop from a bucket; the islands…

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Eerie Shudder

Wayne and I stole a few moments of our lunch hour to slip into the

Rocky Mountain High Delivers

As Wayne and I ascended from the local aiport in Colorado Springs to our hotel, the air grew cooler and crisper. The familiar western skyline of towering mountains filled the view as we drove. Already I felt inspired to breath deeply, open my eyes wider, and let the panorama and clean air rejuvenate.

Rocky Mountain High

Wayne and I leave in a few minutes for three weeks in Colorado–part work and part play. Cool, cool Colorado. Where you can open your windows at night and let the wind blow through your bedroom. The mountain air clears the cobwebs from the mind.

When it is Over, the Fat Lady Sings

When my husband suggested we join a gym, I growled under my breath and hoped he’d forget it. That question was like asking the Pope to consider joining the Southern Baptist Convention.