by Natalie Ogbourne | Sep 3, 2014 | 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 | Aug 19, 2014 | Pondering Life Outside
Some summers my nephew and niece visit us. The kids picnic and put on puppet shows; they fish and swim and sleep outside and get bit up. They stay busy–all on their own–and they love it. One year, my daughter was recovering from a cracked elbow. She had a...
by Natalie Ogbourne | Aug 5, 2014 | Pondering Life Outside
I wrote this last winter but I couldn’t bear to post one more piece about snow. Winter had been too long and too deep. Summer always brings a day, usually in August, when I step outdoors and know that I will again be ready for snow. This is not that day. This...
by Natalie Ogbourne | Jul 29, 2014 | 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...
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by Natalie Ogbourne | Jul 16, 2014 | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
During the first months of the year, a friend and I directed a play together: Outlaws, Goldmines, and Whatnot. On performance day, I realized that our directing work was done. Oh, we had makeup to help with, questions to answer, and I gave what one of the boys called...
by Natalie Ogbourne | Jul 8, 2014 | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
My great-grandma was a woman of summer. She kept a garden and her table overflowed with its bounty. She picked berries for jam and to top ice cream. Once in a while, I helped her in the berry patch or the garden and it always shocked me when she showed up in pants....