Before the mornings become 90 degrees, sneak outside for a walk, or sit and have your coffee. Flowers are blooming, the tweets are busy making nests, the hummers are dodging around their jug of juice.
As I light for a moment before tackling the traffic, I curiously view the Black Heathen crouching, preying in the grass, nose to the ground. I silently hope that he’s hunting the mole that is destroying my yard.

As we enter into spring and summer, the Patio becomes alive with story worthy adventure while providing a sanctuary for my weary soul. I hope you’ll join as we reflect on life and faith…..from the Patio!