New book release — june 2021

A Bowhunter In God's Cathedral

Have you ever hiked a trail through woods or fields while alone, marveling at what nature offers, or simply watched the sun set over the horizon? 

Years of wandering the woodlands, swamps, hills, and farmlands in search of the elusive whitetail deer have brought me closer to recognizing the presence of God in the magnificence of His creation. It is impossible to canoe a remote river, camp for an evening on a northern lake, or walk through deep woods without feeling His presence.
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When I do any of these things, I realize that I am truly a guest inside God’s Cathedral, and thankfulness overwhelms me.

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AUTUMN SUNSET
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That time of day in late September,
before the North Wind rattles the bones,
when the ginger sun has finally slipped from sight
and the cotton sky is on fire.

Those last moments before the blanket of night
gently settles upon the wooded glen,
they awaken for their fifteen minutes of daily fame.

Insects emerge, anxious for the darkness of night, 
Chickadees flit to gather the feast...

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THE FIRST HALF OF ONE OF THE POEMS WRITTEN FROM MEMORIES OF THE TIMES IN THE FIELD WHEN EVERYTHING IS CRYSTAL CLEAR AND THE SUN IS SETTING.

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