A Contest of Generosity
As I sit in my attic space this afternoon, the wind roars in the bare trees. Last night it rained. This morning on the way to our weekly breakfast date at a neighborhood diner there were snowflakes in the air as we navigated the crumpled, buckling, pot-holed roads....
Big Enough For Blessings
Once I lived with an avid outdoorsman who fished and hunted. He frequently spent his weekends camping during spring, summer and fall. I knew how much pleasure he took in this time away from the rest of his life, and always saw him off with some variation of “Have a...
Mapping the Story
Lately I’ve been thinking about how much living a life resembles writing a story. We love our stories, whether they be in the form of songs, film, books (digital or tangible) or spoken language. We love the nonfiction of history and science, memoirs, and fiction....
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the stone wakes up
joins the chorus
sings with the frogs
wild
all night long
under the whirling stars
–Carmine Leo