Morning Prayer
Here, on this patio on High Street, among the elm and spruce, the morning sun is refracting through needles and leaves and is falling in soft patterns on the pi...
Here, on this patio on High Street, among the elm and spruce, the morning sun is refracting through needles and leaves and is falling in soft patterns on the pi...
I was surprised to find an article I had written a few months ago surface in Saturday’s Journal. It was slightly edited for timeliness as i...
The stir-stick I drew for my coffee this morning is elegantly grained. The graining is straight reflecting an elongated cut rather than a cross-cut. From a...
Among other events, thoughts on my friend Brian who this morning explained the fresh stitches on his forehead were from being rolled in an alley by the coliseum...