Russellings of the Spirit

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  • Fixing the Unfixable

    I like to fix stuff. Mind you, I am not technically skilled enough to be worthy of a nickname like “Mr. Fixit” or anything else quite so lofty. I just really love the challenge of standing in front of something… Continue reading

  • A Strange Set of Tools

    I’ve got this dilemma on my hands. Maybe you can help me with it. On the one hand, I don’t like to fail. I mean I REALLY don’t like it. At all. At the same time, I really like trying things I haven’t tried… Continue reading

  • Broken Limbs

    They are everywhere you look here in Fort Collins… a truly heartbreaking sight. Twenty-three inches of snow by itself might have done the trick. But twenty-three inches of heavy, wet snowwas definitely the coup de grace. I’m talking about broken tree limbs.… Continue reading

  • Right? Or Wrong?

    In my life, I’ve been wrong about a lot of things. In the sixth grade, I told Marsha Westbrook I was going to marry her. As this early 90s photo of me and my dad demonstrates, I once thought pleated… Continue reading