Angry Birds

I had a face-off with a crane this morning. Mama or Papa I wasn't sure, but I'm going with PaPa, for this was a form of road rage I was vaguely familiar with. On the way home from town, my road was blocked by a startlingly beautiful young family of Sandhills. High-stepping in circles on... Continue Reading →

Eleventh Hour.

I feel a latecomer to Lent this year. The 11th hour worker. I've been Orthodox for fifteen years this year. This is my fifteenth Lent. And somehow every one is still different. I don't know that I truly came late to the Lenten spirit this year, but the differences were not subtle, and it didn't... Continue Reading →

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