Writer, Strategist, Artist, Scholar
The house wakes early, even in the dark. Partly because kids are insane, and partly because I have a puppy, which is another story. In any case, by 6:30am the dog is pooping, Boots is shuffling cards, Shortshanks is asking …
I’ve only had a garden for three seasons. Granted I’ve wanted to have a garden since I was eight years old, so it’s kind of odd, realizing. Third year as a gardener here, coming up. Brief recap. Year One We …
In one week, our total animal-count when from six to two. Upon getting back from Christmas, we found three chickens dead and interrupted the raccoon in killing the fourth. We’d pulled into the driveway around 9pm, and we were sitting …
Above are Henrietta’s feathers. She’s a Red-laced Wyandotte, and I didn’t realize how beautiful she was going to be until she grew up. We brought her, Maple and Harriet home in the back of our bike cart, three pullets in …
Thank you, Junk Mail Providers, for making this world a better place. Because of you, my garden will grow less grass and more food. By cutting down trees and mass-mailing people of whom the overwhelming majority, according to the laws …
This is an ongoing series of meditations on faith, in response to readings from the articles that preface The Oxford Study Bible. I will trust the reader to dig up the context if the meaning is unclear. When the “Jewish heirs of …