Tea and Mud

On my walk over the past year, I’ve noticed a ruble of broken cement blocks piled in a ditch, calling…

Core Issue

Our centennial Douglas fir showed no signs of decay or instability. It shaded the house in summer, hosted birds and…

Picture windows over my stove bring joy in the morning as robins do their happy dance, and calm in the…

I learned two new things today, and all before 9 A.M.Fish sauce brings out the skeptic in me. While making…

Queen Elizabeth and I were close friends. Well, I mean— I wrote her a letter of encouragement one year, and…

I burned my fingers lighting the Christmas candle given to me by one of my kids. It used to be…

“She who was called barren is expecting…” said the angel Gabriel regarding Elizabeth, the soon-to-be mother of John the baptizer.…

“The bathroom is down the hall to the left,” the hostess told her guest at the party. The guest—a friend…

When I was a kid, I asked my mom for a tall glass of milk at dinner time. Not because…

Falling as an adult is nothing like the carefree tumbles of childhood. As a kid, I’d scrape my…