gaudium essendi–joy of existing
The day I walked into the woods above Lake Chickacoo, Thoreau under one arm and a canvass chair under the other, with an entire day lounging before me like Venu...
The day I walked into the woods above Lake Chickacoo, Thoreau under one arm and a canvass chair under the other, with an entire day lounging before me like Venu...
So today we have a Pope retiring at 85—citing weariness of mind and body, an inability to keep the regimen of the Office—and every news outlet has used words li...
Scan the globe. Violence rules, its forms are legion. There may yet be hope, but it is only in universal reconciliation, which, if you’re of a realist ben...
I’d like to say something about the sky this morning but I’m in our condo and the looming Fifth Street apartment complex, all 25 stories of it, keep...