Chris
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Second Sunday of Advent: Peace
There’s a sparkle to his eyes. He’s handsome, and has an All-American smile. (All-American unless the fascists have their way with they consider American.) When he’s talking, he comes off very dad-like, but that’s usually not why he’s talking. Sometimes… Continue reading
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First Sunday of Advent: Hope
One of our most enduring Advent traditions is the part where I forget Advent. Continue reading
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When Life Gives You Lemons, Don’t Simmer Then In Sugar Syrup
I’ve mastered the art of bringing foods that people find underwhelming. Continue reading
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Uncertainty – a place and a question
I am in a place of uncertainty and that is a place that’s gasoline to a fiery imagination. Continue reading
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Temporary Urban Waterfall
They weren’t wrong. Continue reading
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Sometimes I Think About Russia
It is important to live like we have a future Continue reading
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On Bleary Eyes Reading the New York Times
Well, that’s not what I wanted to meet my eyes. Continue reading
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About my past couple weeks / next couple weeks
We cannot know the future. Continue reading
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How Did that Garden Grow, anyway?
If you want to know someone’s relationship to control, look at their garden. Do you see perfect rows, everything staked, every weed pulled, all on a thoughtfully laid out bed? Or did life find a way? Nature triumphed so I… Continue reading
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It’s not just location
We can be the reason our places are more lovely. Continue reading
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