May 3, 2018



Where I live we are nearing the end of a disturbingly dry spring season. And though here in the high desert we are accustomed to dryness, lately I've been sensing a kind of visceral agitas, a restlessness, a narrow-focused frenzy in the pace and activities of my neig...

March 22, 2018

On my hands and knees, scrapping years of paint off the trim, I thought about the children who have played there and my own daughter who will play there soon.

It seems strange to think about a house offering hospitality and yet and I can’t shake the feeling of welcome I...

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