Lazy days at Hudson Acres fill my heart with peace and wonder. My boys roam freely, visit the cows in the pasture and the chickens in the coop, splash cousins with a water hose, and catch frogs until the sun goes down. We gaze up into the dark prairie sky to spy the Big Dipper and far away planets.
I worship the God of all Creation while swaying in a hammock tied between two ancient Catalpa trees. The birds offer up praise songs, build cathedrals of nests, and the cicadas sing of His glory. This is the Sabbath rest my soul craves.
Robin Ludwig — author, poet, and closet Shakespearean — has taught literature and writing in TX and the UK. She has served in the USAF, TXANG since 2002. She’s passionate about DeCruit, a veteran nonprofit that incorporates theatre, Shakespeare, and science. In her spare time she writes sonnets about her life in the military, homeschools her two sons, drinks copious amounts of tea, and travels the world with her race-car-driving husband.
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