Leadville, Colorado || The highest city in the U.S.

Not that kind of high.   Welcome to Leadville, the highest city in the United States. (It was almost called Slabtown, but better minds prevailed when they got a post office.) Leadville is one of those old mining towns that dot the Rocky Mountains. These towns hold so much of our Colorado history (which, compared … More Leadville, Colorado || The highest city in the U.S.

“a gem, a stink, a grating noise” || Cannery Row by John Steinbeck

Cannery Row in Monterey in California is a gem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of light, a tone, a habit, a nostalgia, a dream. Cannery Row is the gathered and scattered, tin and iron and rust and splintered wood, chipped pavement and weedy lots and junk heaps, sardine canneries of corrugated iron, honkey … More “a gem, a stink, a grating noise” || Cannery Row by John Steinbeck

A bit of beauty || Little

Let’s stay little. Not avoid growing up like Peter Pan, but stay little and simple enough to recognize what matters in life. The people in our lives, especially family. The seemingly insignificant moments. Things we so often take for granted ultimately mean the most.

The Artistic Vocation || Ingenious creators of beauty that you are…

1. None can sense more deeply than you artists, ingenious creators of beauty that you are, something of the pathos with which God at the dawn of creation looked upon the work of his hands. A glimmer of that feeling has shone so often in your eyes when—like the artists of every age—captivated by the … More The Artistic Vocation || Ingenious creators of beauty that you are…

On the Fourth

[repost from an old blog] Growing up, the Fourth generally went something like this. All the neighbors would gather for a block party shortly before dark. The dads would pull out their grills while the chaos of kids ran back and forth, house to house, barefoot. There would be a pile of sparklers and poppers. … More On the Fourth