A Walk Through the Redwoods

My wife, the tree hugger.

One of the holiest moments on our weeks-long journey from Colorado to Portland was when we stopped off in the Redwood National Forest. It’s really hard to explain what is so sacred about that space if you haven’t been there; I can only hope that the photos communicate at least a little bit of the [Read More...]

Hating the Invisible Man (Day Seventeen)

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We finally made it to the Oregon Coast yesterday. I took some pictures in the redwood forest that I’ll share soon, but this post isn’t about that. We got in before dinner and were happy to learn that we had a hotel room with an ocean view. Not only that, but it actually is right [Read More...]

Preparing a Home (Day Fifteen)

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I’ve become a serious blog slacker, at least by my typical standards. My regular discipline is to post daily, but I’ve actually had to make a conscious effort NOT to keep up that pace while on our trip. And believe it or not, the world hasn’t come to an end without a daily post from [Read More...]

Hispters, Hippies and a Moroccan Mothers’ Day (Day Thirteen)

Amy, Steve and me in Tennessee Cove

I’m actually kind of surprised and a little bit proud of myself that I didn’t blog over the weekend. I kind of figured after posting about getting off our hectic schedules to reconnect with our bodies, it would be pretty hypocritical if I didn’t at least try to do the same thing. Granted, I did [Read More...]

This Is My Body (Day Ten)

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There’s something very grounding about spending an entire day walking. Obviously you’re more connected, literally, to the earth, but the connection goes deeper than that. Little, if anything, passes by without notice. With enough time, nothing recedes into the background. You have time to actually notice everything. There’s also something physiologically renewing about walking all [Read More...]

To the Edge of the Earth (Day Eight)

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We just passed through Death Valley (insert 23rd Psalm joke here) and we’re about 100 miles from the edge of the world, also known as Los Angeles. As my mind wandered while scanning the dunes and scrub brush, I started thinking back to the stories about my dad when he left home. As soon as [Read More...]

The Boy With a Broken Heart is Born (Day Six)

Avery's first day as an oxygen-breathing member of the human race.

I wrote a story a while back about a family in our church back in Pueblo whose baby was due just after we left town. Early in the pregnancy, doctors diagnosed little Avery with HLHS, Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome. There was a good chance he’d need surgery in utero or immediately after being born, and [Read More...]

A Hundred Hidden Kisses (Day Five)

Zoe found a couple of eggs in the henhouse after we left. She seems to be adjusting to our absence just fine so far.

We headed west toward Las Vegas this morning; chasing daylight toward the coast, leaving the kids in the care of grandma and grandpa. I’ll give you one guess to figure out which one of us had a harder time leaving. Personally, I know they’re safe at the farm, and they’ll have a lot more fun [Read More...]


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