Remembering the Shitshow
How will we recall the summer of 2020 - and is the answer obvious?
Agape Love and the Great Blue
A blue heron, a Mary Oliver poem, and the salvific grace of the Creator
Naming the Dragon
When was the last time you were able to pull a lawn chair out on the grass at night and watch for shooting stars, or hunt the fae in your imaginations?
Like Raisins on the Vine
As the pastoral scene unfolds, one world weaves into the other, and there's magic in the pomegranate seeds
