Splinter and Log
On a sun-splattered path through a stand of birch, we walked back to his hermitage for tea, but an Indigo Milk Cap caught his eye and he stopped,and brought t...
Author: stephen t berg
Natural Theology
As the loquacious preacher expounded on the inerrancy of the Bible and the existence of God, and I, mesmerized, by his tide of words and hefty claims, rose to...
Four Miles North of Springside
Every year around this time I call the farm. I listen to the muted ring of the rotary phone, and wait.Mom says, “Hello?” Her voice, careful at first, then,“Oh...