Last week, I harvested my giant sunflower and gave it to a friend who raises chickens. The flower had grown beyond the point pictured above, and the edge turned back, opening the face for the seeds to fall or be easily plucked by birds (and chickens). After
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Today is officially the first day of autumn, and I want to whet your appetite for turkey – or whatever you’ll enjoy a couple of months from now on Thanksgiving – though if I had to wrestle the guy pictured above for a drumstick,
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer “Fuel up,” “pack up,” “load up.” These were oft-repeated phrases when our family rodeoed. With “up” attached to so many words, we must have lived a glass-is-half-full kind of life. Either that, or we had a roundup mentality. When Mike said, “Load up,” our
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer I couldn’t sleep. Again. The 4 o’clock hour winked in digital red from my clock radio, so I went into the living room and opened the windows and door, welcoming the cool breath of predawn. At the door, I stilled. For there in the
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Authors are always asking themselves what-if questions. Such a habit seems contradictory in the lives of those who believe the Lord will provide their every need. As one of those believers, I’ve learned it’s highly unproductive to plague myself with questions like, “What if