One of the small handful of CDs I owned when I was in high school was Carly Simon’s
Friends
Have you ever had the kind of friend where, no matter how much time passes, the two of
At Home
You know those TV sitcom moments when one person opens a closet door and all the stuff that
Quebec City
Stepping out of our hotel and through the old city gates, we could hear the church bells pealing.
Covid
Covid is a drag. Waking up the morning after our long journey home from Scotland, my head felt
Iona
As I stood in line in the ferry terminal, the woman behind me said, “You look like a
Edinburgh
On the plane, they fed us dinner, then turned down the lights. A few short hours later, they
The Start of my Sabbatical
Fresh with the glow of your precious blessing and filled with the delicious donuts of the coffee hour
