by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Fall is days from turning in its papers for the year but between the early sticking snows and arctic blast I nearly missed it. And not only its existence–I almost missed its gifts. Fall is my favorite season but it just didn’t look like its typical self...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
The screen door crashed and muted footfalls raced across the carpet. “Come outside and look at the sky before it blows away!” called my littlest girl. “Before what blows away?” “The sky, it’s beautiful! But the clouds are moving really fast. I’m afraid you’ll miss...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Two years ago my family, parents, brother and sister-in-law, nephew and niece, along with the ones who live in my house–the whole tribe—made the drive to our current summer gathering place: Campfire Bay in Minnesota. That was the year that the Minnesota...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
One Sunday I walked out of church into the late morning sun and noticed a friend’s sweet daughter prancing around near the street. She skipped right over to me when I called to her. I got down on one knee so that we could see each other’s faces and we...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
I planned to watch this year. Maybe it was lack of competition from central air units, but this summer’s been all about sound. Here’s a baker’s dozen of my favorites: “Goin’ out!” followed by the banging of a door Frogs. Oh, how I...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
At 7:30 on a drowsy vacation morning, our daughter burst breathlessly into our room: Our neighbor’s boat was sinking. My family was spending the week at Campfire Bay Resort where for the last five Julys my parents gathered the whole tribe– my brother and...