When grace is a hammock

Currently our thermostat reads 84 degrees. It could be worse. Outside, the temperature has risen to 102 — more than a bit jarring to our Northwest sensibilities. Lala and a friend play store downstairs. When I bring them fruit and crackers, they tell me that...

Standing on the rim of summer

We draw to the close of another school year, and I can’t decide if it feels like nine months have passed, or nine days. The way time suspends like a hammock, the way it marches forward like ants in a line. Sometimes I see the calendar and my own soul as a...

Break

I miss blogging and the freefall of ideas, the connecting with you here. I never thought these last months would be a period of so many long separations and breaks from this place, so much else needing tending. And they are good things, and there are a lot of them. I...

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