It’s finally beginning to feel like fall…
Read moreWaking Up to the Light
Have you seen it?
Read moreThe Pumpkin Farm
It’s finally beginning to feel like fall here. The leaves have just started changing, and there’s a chill in the air.
Read moreThe Eyes Have It
What can be dancing with joy, dark with anger, or full of questions?
What have inspired paintings, poems, songs, and other works of art and are often called windows of the soul?
Read moreIn Light Of
“Is there enough light?” my friend Sydney asked. We were standing in a warehouse looking at the windows high above us and then down at the product display on the floor at our feet.
It was a very good question...
Read moreWords of Beauty, Goodness, and Truth, and Hope
Here at Glimsen, I share glimpses of the beauty around us—whether in nature, in the arts, or in the unexpected.
Lately, beauty of any kind can seem unexpected since we see and hear so much ugliness on TV and social media.
Today, as an antidote, perhaps, I want to offer up some words of beauty, goodness and truth, as well as hope.
Read moreThe Color of Fall
It’s finally beginning to feel like fall here. The leaves have just started changing, and there’s a chill in the air.
Fall used to be one of my least favorite seasons because it means that summer is officially over, winter is coming, and orange, my least favorite color, is as ubiquitous as, well, pumpkin-flavored-everything.
Read moreOur Place: The Beauty of Home
The For Sale by Owner sign caught my eye as my good friend and realtor, Wayne, drove down the street. He was telling a great story, but I wasn’t listening. I was looking in the side mirror, trying to see the house we had just passed.
We'd planned to check out another place in the cul-de-sac, but now that one didn’t interest me. I asked him to go back.
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