On Fog and Falsehood 1/11/2026

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt For the better part of this week, the mornings have been blanketed by fog — and it was no ordinary fog either. There were times when it seemed like it was clearing as a traditional morning mist does, but then it performed a complete about-face, thickening and settling more heavily forContinue reading “On Fog and Falsehood 1/11/2026”

The Darkest Days Are the Brightest 12/21/2025

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt The sky goes pink this time of year as the sun goes down. I don’t know what it is about the cooler seasons, but there is a gradual fade from dusty blue into the horizon, and then—almost without warning—that rosy hue appears. It always makes things look more like winter toContinue reading “The Darkest Days Are the Brightest 12/21/2025”

Toward the Light, Beyond the Field 9/21/2025

By Jennifer Richardson Holt After the somber mood of last week, I felt I shouldn’t fling drivel at you this time. I wanted something lighter—still meaningful, but not heavy. Not that stories about hummingbird skirmishes or my daughter’s clever quips aren’t fitting in their own right, but I knew I wasn’t quite back in thatContinue reading “Toward the Light, Beyond the Field 9/21/2025”

The Turning Point 9/14/2025

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I do not know if it is prudent for me to write this week. My heart is brimming with emotions so strong I can scarcely hold them in, and I am unsure if letting them spill onto the page is wise. Yet here I sit, fingers on the keys, unable toContinue reading “The Turning Point 9/14/2025”

Where We Fix Our Eyes 8/24/2025

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt One topic kept coming back to my mind this week, no matter how many distractions tried to dissuade me. Sure, there were all the nature moments that tug at my heartstrings and make me want to write. There was the smoke rising off distant pastureland, reminding me of my beloved mountains,Continue reading “Where We Fix Our Eyes 8/24/2025”

Silent No More 3/31/2024

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I heard something said a few days ago, that resonated with me far more than I anticipated. It so profoundly affected me that my mind did me the favor of grasping what was a single sentence and running with it. Actually, it didn’t just run with it, it flew. It rousedContinue reading “Silent No More 3/31/2024”

Not Just Another Day 3/10/2024

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt There was a morning this week that things changed. I am not entirely sure what happened. I didn’t think that this type of thing would happen this quickly. It seemed like it was all of a 0f a sudden. I thought that metamorphosis was more of a gradual process when oneContinue reading “Not Just Another Day 3/10/2024”

My Own Concoction 1/7/2024

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I have mentioned before about both myself and my family being weird.  I feel like perhaps I should explain this a bit more as that is a very broadly stroked painting which I have applied to myself and those that I love.  I realize that there are vast number of definitions thatContinue reading “My Own Concoction 1/7/2024”

Breathing on Embers 11/8/2020

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Dusk and dawn are powerful forces.  Not only do they come with all their spectacle of sky filling hues but they wring every ounce of value out of whatever light they are given. When the sun comes up the firmament brightens long before we ever see it. Daybreak comes with suchContinue reading “Breathing on Embers 11/8/2020”

Little Known Lighthouses 6/7/2020

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I don’t know when we became a world that feeds on only bad news but here we are.   Seems often the powers that be, or the media, or whoever you get any form of information from seem to think that nothing ever happens worth publicizing unless it induces nausea, venom, fearContinue reading “Little Known Lighthouses 6/7/2020”