A cold and broken hallelujah
Every year my mother takes great delight in ‘changing the clocks’, because rather than fuss with the hands on the […]
faith, family, liturgical calendar, poetry
Words
poetry
In defense of gratuitousness
I kicked off my summer vacation right, having lunch with a wonderful friend. She’s someone with whom I can talk
family, reading, singing
Searching for the Real
Not only do I keep the seemingly anachronistic phone books that appear annually on my doorstep, I use them from
reading
Lost in a Book
Four years ago my then-boss let me go through a few books she was planning to give away. I assume