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Saturday morning LeAnn and I jumped on our bikes and rode the Cottonwood Creek Trail. It’s a bike/walk trail that forks off the White Rock Creek Trail just north of Royal Oaks Country Club and meanders for 3.6 miles along Cottonwood Creek north to Spring Valley Road. We’ve been exploring a lot of the Dallas area’s urban trails in recent years – on bike and on foot – and we hadn’t ticked Cottonwood off the list and it was time. I grew up in Richardson and swam at the pool and played in Heights Park on Cottonwood Creek. And as an adult writing about local history, I learned that outlaws once camped along the creek between what is now Central Expressway and Texas Instruments. So, I was excited to give the trail a ride and see the creek up close, but it was not what I expected.

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

There’s something comforting about the sound of mowers on a weekday morning during a pandemic. It sounds normal; it feels normal. You can almost smell the fresh-cut grass through the closed windows. It pulls at you, calls you to come out and join the march of life and creation — where the grass is still growing and still needs to be cut from time to time.

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

I’ve been having bad hair days lately. It’s been seven weeks since my last haircut, and if I go too much longer it may be the longest I’ve gone without a haircut since I was a preschooler and finally got to grow out my parent-prescribed buzz cut. And that was during a summer stay with my grandparents, when I watched in the mirror as Grandma drew a line on my scalp with her comb and parted my hair for the first time with the help of Vitalis.

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