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The one thing that the Sovereign God of the Universe got wrong was not giving me red hair. I should totally have been a redhead. I have plenty of Scottish ancestry and plenty of spicy opinions I’m not timid about sharing. So armed only with a box of chemicals from the grocery store I’ve had to see to that little oversight myself. Don’t get me wrong, God has nailed it on all the other fronts. For full disclosure, I actually am a stepchild. My dad remarried after my mom’s death, and I have a lovely not-at-all-wicked stepmother.

Because of all of my ginger opinions, a burning curiosity, and an addiction to filling my phone with photos, this website emerged as a digital playground and filing cabinet. As best as I can, while suffering from chronic distractibility and serial passions, I have tried to organize some thoughts and images here that might be of interest or distraction to someone else. At least, that is my hope.

So, to begin, I’ve divided the site into two parts: blog posts and photo galleries. Words and images. The photo galleries are pretty self explanatory—documentation of the history of my life as a farmer, trips I’ve been privileged to take and the fascinating things I get into. My family members are painfully private, so you won’t see much of them here. They are not redheaded in any way.

Then I have divided the bloggy bits almost arbitrarily into two parts: The Visible—The Beauty of the Earth, and The Invisible—The Kingdom of God. I’m struck as I begin at how arbitrary that division can be sometimes. The lines are hard to draw. The Visible and the Invisible intertwine constantly because they both originate in God, the Creator of all things, seen and unseen, as we affirm in the Nicene Creed. So forgive me if you find posts that you feel would be better suited for the other box. You may be right.

As a Christian, it is my joy and privilege to explore with my mind, heart, and all my senses the wonders of this beautiful world that God has made, and how He wants me to live in it. My relationship with the visible world is guided and directed by the fact that as an adopted child of God, my ultimate citizenship is in His kingdom—I’m just a visitor here. And because I am a citizen of the Kingdom of God, my heart and my mind naturally want to learn all I can about how to live there, and practice it here, before I go. I’m pretty sure Here is really bootcamp for There.