I can't help but wonder, based on the above image, if Jesus is ready to throw in the towel and return to the desert. Is that facepalm an indication of disbelief or surrender? The cacophony of prayers got old a... Read more →


A word, please, Mr. Fischman! At the tail end of September, the summer occupants are elsewhere. Gone are the bunnies that hopped across my yard like they owned the place. Gone are the brown squirrels in the Shagbark tree, and... Read more →