I consider myself a Birder even though I don’t often have the pleasure of experiencing rare sitings or uncommon birds. I have grown fond of the common bird, always happy to appear for my enjoy...Read More
There are some that dread the end of summer’s more expansive rhythms…but not me. I reach (all summer I think) toward September. So with a great exhale, I say ‘Welcome me Septembe...Read More
What is the nature of ‘surprise’? There is something of anticipation and something of mystery in it. Yet we shouldn’t forget that it can be delightful or devastating, or both. ...Read More
Nightlife It is too early, but I can’t sleep anymore, a lifelong reality I have sometimes appreciated more than right now. Caleb is also awake. I can hear him in his restlessness – also a lifelong...Read More
I’ve been thinking about conversation and what a gift it is. Of course there are conversations we avoid, ones that go nowhere, stilted and barbed ones, but I’m rather fond of the ones th...Read More
The Guest Our situation isn’t quite square, the e dges don’t meet, there ___ gaps spreading we can’t fix, so we make-shift instead, try, make do…you know? But the shredded duct...Read More
A car alarm yanks me from sleep, because nobody is paying any attention to its yowling but me. I strain, listening toward the other bedrooms, worried that others have been bothered too and hear my son...Read More
There is a pulse in our days, sometimes shallow and hard to locate, sometimes rapid and staccato, sometimes strong and steady and sometimes out of rhythm…arrhythmic. I reach for, am calmed by,...Read More
Confession: (warning – moderate whining alert) I am intimidated by summer. I have been for quite a few years. For our family it means a seismic shift in the day to day routines. Routine is g...Read More