Pastor's Corner: The color of curiousity

I've always enjoyed road trips. If I have the time I prefer taking to the open road than to the air. Recently I found myself traveling south more regularly than usual but what a beautiful time to hit the road. The season's rains have cast an emerald glaze over every horizon which feels as refreshing as cucumber slices to the eyes. No, I didn't go anywhere for a spa treatment, but my senses were revitalized just the same.

As the miles rolled by I found myself hanging onto a blush of purple along the road side and wondered if that was flax already in bloom. A ways south of Fred Robinson Bridge I...