Graffiti I Love
Yesterday we walked across the High Level bridge. At the south end we saw this bit of graffiti on a warning reflector. And we did…listen. And just beyond ...
Yesterday we walked across the High Level bridge. At the south end we saw this bit of graffiti on a warning reflector. And we did…listen. And just beyond ...
A line in yesterdays post was inspired by a picture of poet Wendy Morton. I wrote her and asked about the picture and she sent me this poem as an explanation. A...
He made sure that justice and help were given to the poor and needy, and everything went well for him. Isn’t that what it means to know me?” asks the LORD...
Today I saw what is perhaps the most convincing sign of spring…police on bicycles. I’m not sure why, but seeing police officers on bicycles makes me...