When I think of the Toomer’s Corner photographs I’ve seen in recent months — brown and bare, weeping and sad…
Brrr, it’s cold outside. Well, actually it’s not. Last week, it was 70 degrees here. As much as I love…
So I didn’t conquer Death Valley the way I’d hoped. I tried to punch it in the face as one…
My grandmother lived her life for the moment she would meet her Heavenly Father. Her life was lived for His…
Yesterday, I rode 70 miles in the desert. It wasn’t just any desert; it was Death Valley, Calif., and I…