I reach above my head to re-position the newly-washed ceramic salt-and-pepper shakers, my hands still a little wet and soapy.…
Sarina Gruver MooreFebruary 1, 2018
It's the shortest day of the year today. The winter solstice will occur in approximately 2.5 hours from the writing…
Sarina Gruver MooreDecember 21, 2017
By Sarina Gruver Moore Raise your hand if you have one of these in your yard. C’mon. Some of you…
Sarina Gruver MooreDecember 7, 2017
By Sarina Gruver Moore “Hey, Grandpa. How do you get people to give money to something?” I’m sitting with my…
Sarina Gruver MooreNovember 30, 2017
By Sarina Gruver Moore When I teach Milton's Paradise Lost I am at pains to point out to students that Milton's Eden…
Sarina Gruver MooreNovember 16, 2017
By Sarina Gruver Moore I've found myself thinking about and appreciating sorrow these days. It's a deeper and more profound…
Sarina Gruver MooreNovember 2, 2017
By Sarina Gruver Moore Let me say first what this post is not: It is not an indictment of women…
Sarina Gruver MooreOctober 19, 2017
I fully intended to write a political screed today. Feed the outrage machine. Bait the clicks. Gin up controversy. Hurricanes,…
Sarina Gruver MooreOctober 5, 2017
What does it mean to be holy? My image of holiness is my grandmother--quiet, kind, gentle, endlessly patient, a servant…
Sarina Gruver MooreSeptember 21, 2017
