The sea lion ambled into view as I leaned over the railing of the Balboa Pier in Newport Beach, California. As this rather large sea mammal swam lazily in the blue green water, I captured her portrait in a moment of sea lion ballet. Was she performing for the excited audience on the pier above? Or did we see ballet through our anthropomorphizing gaze? Soon she dove between the pilings beneath us and disappeared from sight. The dance ended as suddenly as it had begun. ♨
National parks reveal who we are as a people, what we value, how we envision the future. We learn something of ourselves by viewing our national parklands, monuments, historical sites, battlefields, and other units of the National Park Service through the critical lens of the curious student. ♨
Visitors who delight in nature and stunning scenery at places like Acadia National Park often do not realize their aesthetic debt to Protestant reformer and theologian John Calvin.
The historic Mount Tabor Church and Cemetery bears the names of unremembered lives, many more now anonymous as time, and weather, and neglect have defaced and crumbled their once-proud stone markers.
Reflections on our first encounter in Yellowstone National Park, written on a bitter cold night in Ohio more than 15 years later.
Leaving brings movement toward something new, toward a fresh sense of being and becoming, as we break free from the stagnant orbits of settled lives.