by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Several years ago I heard a report which correlated time spent online with loneliness. That was back in the days when I used my computer only for word processing and the occasional email. Then, slowly, along came Google. Facebook. The fascinating and beautiful world...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Bird song mingled with the rumbles of highway trucks. The force of green marching through the woods toward the house. Pastures dotted with red and black cattle and frolicsome calves on the hills. The sound of a sudden rain–the kind that starts out like it means...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
There is more to a hike than a pair of boots, a granola bar, and the trail. There’s technique. At least that’s what they taught in the hiking class I took to satisfy a college P.E. requirement. I was slow to come to a love of hiking and didn’t yet have it...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
This is a revised version of one of my first and favorite posts. I’m revisiting it today because when it originally posted, Along This Road had all of five subscribers. (Thank you, by the way.) It’s different from the original because I’ve learned...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Sometimes the road curves. Some are gentle, bends visible from a long way off. Others stop my heart when their convoluted curve-ahead sign pops into view as I cruise along, a distracted driver relying too heavily on auto-pilot. Three mornings into April, the road...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
When my oldest two were four and seven and I was pregnant with the youngest, we went to Yellowstone. It was May. Deep snow lined the roads through the high mountain passes even while the sun made long sleeves unbearable. Because I’m into conversation, every...