Author: Kathryn Nelson

  • Put it All in a Jar

    “a time to plant, a time to pluck up what is planted” I had hoped to become a better gardener in retirement.  Alas, this has not been the case. I have only been able to keep alive the pansies in the front porch flower boxes and 6 spindly cherry tomato plants. I do love picking…

  • Bog Bouncing

    Our dog Finn loves to roll in the mud. And he seems to know where the best mud holes are on our walks along Amity Creek or on the Lester River trails. He’s happy being a dirty dog. I guess I can’t complain too much since back when I was a Girl Scout camp counselor…

  • Living Water

    Who can you tell your story too?  Whose stories do you listen to?  I was grateful this week for some time on the water, kayaking and talking with a friend. After getting home I thought of another woman who had an important conversation, not on the water, but where water was central to the story….

  • Bridges

    On Tuesday I drove to Two Harbors for a walk and coffee with my friend Bruce. Bruce is 85 and a retired Presbyterian pastor. He made me a walking stick several months ago. The polished wood has beautifully carved leaves and a leather handle. He has several hand made walking sticks. So with our wooden…

  • Come, have breakfast

    I haven’t gotten my canoe in the water and gone out fishing yet this Summer.  Maybe this weekend I will. I love being on the water and fishing. Perhaps this is why my favorite resurrection story is in the Gospel of John, chapter 21. In that story, we learn that it had been a rough…

  • Walk On

    “But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”   — Isaiah 40:31 On Wednesday I went with my mom to her doctor’s appointment to learn more about what she should do about…

  • Consider the Lilies

    “The only Commandment I ever obeyed — ‘Consider the Lilies.” — Emily Dickinson We explored a new to us part of the Lake Superior Hiking Trail with friends this past Sunday. They took us up a muddy trail through stands of cedar trees which smelled so good after the rain. We hiked on a couple…

  • A Father’s Love

    Both of our adult daughters no longer live near us, but they did remember their dad on Father’s Day.  The younger one sent this text, ”Aww, you are truly the best dad. We are so lucky to have you and your cooking, pointe shoes sewing (she danced ballet for over 10 years) and hair cutting…

  • Through the Storm

    “Peace! Be Still!”   — Mark 4: 39 It’s hard to sleep with at fifty pound golden retriever in your bed, but that’s how it was to be last Wednesday night. Our dog Finn is terrified of thunderstorms and fireworks and that night there were both, so he landed in the middle of us with his…