Early this morning, I peered through the windows into a dim backyard. The trees were shadowed, leaves dark and devoid of color. The shadows seemed to tell lies, holding back the glorious hues of the day before. Each leaf contained brilliant golds, oranges and fiery reds — yet, in the dark, they stayed silent shades…
Shadow or sky?
As I was driving the kids all over after school this week, my eyes locked onto our dirt road. The dust clouds were billowing behind us, and suddenly a shadow darted out in front of me. I did a double take while slowing down quickly. It passed by again, and I realized it wasn’t what…