Starbucks Log: A splendid sight
Sunday 745 MST Earth I’m hoping for a sliver of sun to poke through the maze of towers and catch the layer of snow resting on the recumbent limbs of the e...
Sunday 745 MST Earth I’m hoping for a sliver of sun to poke through the maze of towers and catch the layer of snow resting on the recumbent limbs of the e...
At this time of year I return to the mad preacher, Einstein-hair floating around his head, his shinny- from-wear tunic, loose and flaring as he gestures–w...
This piece, published yesterday in the Edmonton Journal, has, what might be considered in a few church circles, an element of doctrinal truancy. But, who knows,...
Hoping this finds you on the edge of a big new fluid circumstance, already falling into a slurry of joy. A writing: Christmas Pageant Fidgety boys wearing bath ...