Our burning bushis just startingto singe aroundthe edges.Before longwithout smokeor fire, the leaveswill blaze brilliantlywithout burning upand fall to the earth. We talk aboutcolors, yet namethis seasonfor the letting go,the breeze-ridedown from lifeinto death. How can it beso energizingto see what wasonce verdantand vibrantflame and die? I try to listen.I want to hearwhat the leavesare…
On the way home from church to go to work, I heard the end of this interview with Emmylou Harris on NPR. She has a new boxed set out of rare tracks and unreleased material that I am now coveting in the worst way. One of the songs she sang during the interview (accompanied by…
Thanks to Tess at Anchors and Masts, I saw the video below and learned about the work of Peace Direct and that today, September 21, is the United Nations International Day of Peace. At one point in the short film, as Gill is putting on her artificial legs, the text reads, “Gill believes in the…
Somewhere around April 20, give or take a couple of days, the Red Sox moved into first place in the American League East. On April 20, we were two games ahead of the Yankees. Today, September 20, we have a game and a half lead over the Evil Empire with nine games left to play….
Gracie, our youngest Schnauzer, woke me up early this morning and I turned on the television as I was trying to gain consciousness just as all three morning shows were cranking up. The lead story on all of them was about O. J. Simpson. In fact, over half of the first thirty minutes of Today…
In our first summerI started feeding birds –you’ll have to feedall year round,our neighbor said,or they’ll die in winter I thoughtI was doing thema favor. Now they congregatein the crisp autumn airand wait like worshippersfor me to fill the feederwhile the wild geesefly overhead I wonderif both instinctsare true. Peace,Milton P. S. — You can…
Growing up Southern Baptist meant growing up with an image of a Very Male God. Whatever images of God were given to me, one thing was always clear: God was He. Of course, Southern Baptists by no means had a monopoly on the pronoun, but the universe of faith I grew up in had no…
One of my favorite images from scripture is that of God coming to walk through the garden each evening with Adam and Eve. There’s something about time being kept only by the rhythm of our steps that makes walking a sacred activity. Ginger and I walked our usual loop around the neighborhood yesterday afternoon, ending…
The food we use at the restaurant comes from several different sources, most of which are local. Our oysters and mussels come right out of Cape Cod Bay. Our pasta provider makes it all just a few miles from us. Our produce company, though local, picks up the fruit and vegetables from the market in…
If you want to sell your house, they say,make it look like you don’t live there.People can’t imagine themselves livingin the space if you are still present.I don’t know how to disappear, I say.I can’t erase myself as I leave every day.How can I leave this house to someonewithout imagination enough to see it?Just three…