A tunnel of tall pines down a narrow gravel (and sometimes muddy) driveway led to our little piece of the world — two and a half wooded acres of pine trees, maples, oaks and everything else with patches of grass here and there. Our house was on a nice hill that overlooked the beautiful Chuctanunda…

Two years ago today I lost my sense of smell during COVID. I had heard of people losing their smell and taste during the pandemic, but most people regained them within a few weeks or so. I was assured by many that it would return  For my whole life, I have been a “sensitive smell…

Tonight (9/17/22), Daniel Smith came to Voice and we had a beautiful time of listening to him telling stories — often vulnerable and raw — and singing songs that came from some of those stories and poems and writings. Daniel read a writing from his journal that really resonated with me. Random sadness wells up…

I spent a few hours wandering around Winona Lake this afternoon. It was interesting to see all the changes to some of the buildings and familiar places. They are constructing a massive ice rink / pavilion in the style of the Billy Sunday Tabernacle in the middle of the park area. The tabernacle was taken…