Author Archives: Becky Dingle

Dear Reader: It was a sweltering summer afternoon in 1842 in Indiana. Henry Shoemaker was laboring as a hired hand on a family farm. Suddenly he remembered it was Election Day and he had personally promised his vote to one … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: A couple of weeks ago… I came across an article that I found, initially, rather unsettling. The article was on how hope, can not only stagnate our life journey … but prevent us from taking the necessary detours … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: There are some stories that are so memorable that even two decades after first hearing it… it is as fresh in our memories as the day we first heard it. It was fall of 2005. I was working … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I don’t think I am alone in a certain feeling I have felt in intervals throughout my life. Have you ever wished you could duplicate yourself so you could be at more than one place at the same … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Only root tendrils anchor this Sitka Spruce ( largest spruce)… an historical treasure to ground. The majority of the root is exposed and sprawling over the existing void. Still it manages to not only live but thrive …though … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I suppose , in the hierarchy of global decision-making skills, one small decision I made this autumn, falls short of being earth-shattering to the world… but, in my world, it was a decision that made me pause yesterday … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Isn’t it hard to believe that a whole new month is upon us? Since I love Autumn… I want to freeze/frame this month. October left yesterday taking Jack o’lanterns with it… but leaving pumpkins; witches and ghosts flew … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: It’s finally here… we have to wait to the last day of the month to go a little crazy, a little creative and take OFF our everyday masks we present to the public and become a child again! … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: While looking for a pair of loafers at the back of my closet, I found one of my favorite pumpkins… looking sad and forlorn… hidden behind boxes. I took it out… gave it a good dusting and set … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Every time I notice something new or actually old, but renewed, in my present vision and past memories, I feel happy! Yesterday it was glancing at my pine tree, right outside my front window, and realizing that even … Continue reading →