Bittersweet Farm

It’s my day off. I’m by the open window and the catbirds are singing like the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir. I’ve been riding my bike (Brutus) on the Falling Waters Trail of late. This morning I logged 15.4 miles on a perfect morning. At the moment it is sunny and breezy–a delightful summer day. Lois and […]

I’m springin’ forward. Are you springin’ forward? All God’s chillin’ springin’ forward. See you in the mornin’ Bethel family…. WARNING: STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS WRITING TO FOLLOW. Years ago I was asked to speak in Illinois for a week at a gathering of churches. Dan and Wes went with me. We stayed in the basement a […]

Sunday was sunny and warm-er than it has been lately. At Bethel Church, right after the bells, we opened with the baptism of a new believer, a young woman who turned from New Age beliefs to Christ by reading thorough the Bible. We celebrated the Lord’s Supper and I finished my series on Finishing Faithful […]

Snow Day on Bittersweet Farm It’s a snow day out on Bittersweet Farm. Snow days are “hole-up-and-write” days for me. I get up in the corner of my room next to the window looking out on the woods across the road to the south, and I put my head down and write. A couple years […]

Adien Redemption wanted to visit my writing loft… Bittersweet Farm Journal—January 8, 2022 The kids and grandkids except the New Mexico and Texas Pierponts (we hope to fly down there and enjoy some of their warm sunshine this winter) came and went from Bittersweet Farm during the holidays or we saw them in their homes. […]

Out on Bittersweet tonight there is a light dust of snow on the ground an it is cold outside. Lois is listening to the news and weather and pouring candles and intermittently singing. I love it when she is happy. It warms the whole house. I’m up in the corner of my cozy room in […]

Last Sunday when I got home from church it was sunny and warm enough for me to brush the last of the leaves from the flowerbeds and coil the hose for the winter. This Sunday we awoke to three inches of snow. I rose at five and plowed and two days later I plowed an […]

It’s 5:30 am. I get up and start into the bathroom. The house is dark and quiet. Halfway there I begin to chuckle when I realize the I am shuffling exactly like Quasimodo in the Hunchback of Notre Dame. It’s my birthday week and I started a new year and my body objects to the […]