Of Fingertips and Galaxies I don’t know about you, but in the throws of this pandemic my backyard just isn’t cutting it anymore.  I’m chomping at the bit for a trip to the great outdoors … someplace light years beyond the boundaries of my fence.  I want to gaze

A New Creation This week, while in our backyard, I made my first butterfly sighting of the year. In a springtime like no other I have ever experienced, the moment was special because it reminded me that, in a world turned upside down, some very good things never change.

Transformation This Easter will be my 70th. When I was a kid, I remember getting up early to hunt for candy eggs and packages of baseball cards (a unique Allen family tradition). Then I’d get dressed up (it was the only day of the year I’d wear a tie)