This morning, when I stepped off the porch, it was cool enough for a jacket. It’s the time of year in Michigan our thoughts drift toward college football, fields of corn turning gold, hayrides, orchards, cinnamon donuts, cider mills, blue autumn mornings, and crisp, sweet apples. Since boyhood I have enjoyed the simple pleasure of […]
Mud Room Observations
When I was a boy we lived for a while in a wonderfully unique parsonage. It was a farm house, the old home-place of one of the families of the church, the Parmalee family, on a back-road west of Wayland, Michgian. They farmed the ground and we enjoyed living in the house. It was complete […]
Bikes Outgrown
Saturday I spent a little time working on organizing the garage. It’s time consuming, not so much because of the work itself, but because I keep finding things that tug on my memory. There were letters and pictures. There were bikes outgrown by Wes and Hope. Over in the corner leaned a baseball bat discarded […]
Fair Week
I love to take Hope on the Farris Wheel. It’s a tradition we started back in Fremont where she was born. High over the midway we are above the throng up in the night air. The smell of sausage and grilled onions wafts up to us. We laugh. She’s always pretty, but when she laughs […]
The Cross is Not A Ladder to God
07/28/2013 11:00 AM The Cross is Not a Ladder to God Ken Pierpont Series: Matthew’s Gospel Matthew 27:45-56
North Manitou Journal 2013 (Number 6) Quicksand and Fog
When we planned the North Manitou trip we planned only as much hiking as it would require to get to the west side of the island. Kyle and Chuk and I had such fond memories of it from our trip in 2001. None of us remembered the hike being difficult. We remembered the trail wide […]
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