by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
As the sun set over the baseball field at the end of a sweltering July day, I sat in the stands and tried not to long for fall. Extreme heat is kind of my kryptonite, so I found myself fighting to not wish the light of summer away over a little...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
At our Christmas celebration the cover image of a magazine in my parents’ living room caught my eye. It featured Adele. I like reading about celebrities, usually in germ-infested copies of People magazine at the doctor’s office. I wasn’t at...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Spring is well underway and I’m celebrating. Some of these celebrations are borne from intention while others occur as naturally as breath. They are, in random order: Color Green grass and leaves, flowering trees and shrubs are here. They’ve created a...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
My husband was away recently for a few days of out-of-town work and instead of going to sleep at reasonable hour, I stayed up and binge read the blog of a writer I’d heard interviewed earlier that day. I read her entire blog–all five years of...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
It’s early April, and here in the midwest, already spring’s verdant march across the lawn toward the front door is more than a hint or a dream. The bright landscape leaves no question that winter, though it could at any moment clench its frosty fist, has...