I read the news. I study the polls. I remember. My stomach’s in knots.
Just when I thought the winds of change were blowing in the right direction, Ruth Bader Ginsburg has to up and die.
On Sunday, September 20, I will stand with fellow citizens at a “Rally for Racial and Economic Justice.”
Some of my best friends are evangelicals.
I’ve been reading Plato’s “The Republic.” I needed a diversion from the “ship of fools.”
I thought for sure the Republicans would throw in the towel and forfeit the race. I was wrong.
America is on fire. The towers of freedom and justice have been struck.
It’s a marvel of human ingenuity.
On the way to the beach last week we passed Kitty Hawk. And that got me thinking of Eve.
[On vacation this week. I hope you enjoy this re-run from Oct. 6, 2019]
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ODE TO THE BIKE
An old friend wanted to go on a bike ride during my blog writing hours. Friend or not, I mustn't give in to temptation or my work will suffer.
WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
The moon eclipsed the sun on Monday. I'll get to that. But first let's take my puppy for a walk.
WHAT WILL STOP PUTIN?
I lean Quaker, but I’m not comfortable with absolute pacifism.
EASTER. Make good trouble.
Today is Easter. I’ll get to that. But first an apology.