I started writing for the Reformed Journal blog in Autumn of 2019. Some five years later, I’ve just crested the…

For a few weeks, our family ceases from work, responsibilities, teams, and commitments.

Promises are the supernovae of world-creation, bursting forth with the essential elements needed to forge new realities. If words have…

For someone who’s always loved school, attended school for what feels like forever, parents children who are in school, is…

Son, if you want to, I have no doubt that you will.

We recently stumbled into an unknown and unexpected place. . . the world of dog shows.

After days of climbing, and just around 300 feet from the top, things were looking grim.

We navigate only partially among the invasives and the altered ecologies and the building waves of climate chaos.

Don't get me wrong: I've always been more of a dog person. And as a lifelong single woman, my preferred…

Tangled, pungent, rumpled. A bit feral. Maybe antiquarian. Almost a little bit delightfully disgusting.