The sky is grey. Cloudy. The fog has settled in over the land, like it does here every August, startling the tourists who shiver in their shorts, thinking they were coming to “sunny California!” not knowing that we get our … Continued
“The refugee crisis is now our problem, which is appropriate: The drug-linked violence that the children are fleeing is in large part our fault.” –Charles Kenny There is a crisis at our border. There are children running from rape, torture, … Continued
May your harvest match in sweetness whatever may feel bitter. The scythe cuts all things down.
But new things grow.