Papa Rod grieves like an old man yelling at clouds about the inattentive way we (don't) listen to the ubiquitous music all around us.

Those little children have a lot to teach us grown-ups.

Pondering the olfactory, our perception, and the meaning of words.

Pondering Adam's gift, the Second Adam's redemption, and the thinness of half a breath.  

Another out-of-sequence, forgotten episode - this one from season 5.

We grieve with those who grieve.  

Sometimes finding the path means hacking, and crawling, and sliding.  You may even have to blaze some sections yourself.

The young ones in our lives are the compensation for what time has taken from us.  

The evening rain takes the edge off the heat of the day, and cleanses the skies.  

Papa Rod, and Red work in the heat, and Papa Rod wonders if he should have adopted a mouser instead of a Coon Hound.