February 18, 2024 Standing in the Quiet I spent this morning trying to fix a leaky faucet in the kitchen. I am not a handy person, and after twenty... Read Article →
February 16, 2024 The Morning of the Soul Seneca once remarked that every new day is a life in miniature, a small span of time that begins with the rising... Read Article →
February 16, 2024 The Long Reach of Noon The sun is a heavy hand. It presses down on the earth, stretching everything until it breaks. A man becomes a line.... Read Article →