37. The Blessed Virgin compared to the Air we Breathe Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89). Poems. 1918. WILD air, world-mothering air, Nestling me everywhere, That each eyelash or hair Girdles; goes home betwixt The…
I can't even tell you how happy we were to be a part of the Winkler wedding on Saturday!!! We met Jeff about 13 or 14 years ago, when we…
Saturday was a big day for celebrations. We received not one, but two invitations to attend the Sacred Heart Home Educators graduation ceremony for a couple of friends, and if that weren't…
It seems that the young men of my son's acquaintance have been engaging in the time-honored ritual of back-yard camping, and last week, Jacob decided to give it a try. He was…
Let's have a show of hands: Who here has successfully tamed their tongue? Anyone? Bueller? Right. So all of us can thank the Apostle James for this much needed, if…
What does a man do for love? What will he sacrifice? What burden is too great to shoulder for his beloved? It has ever been the case that, day after…
Sundays are invariably a day filled with potential. Potential mini-dramas, such as the child who wont eat anything you offer for breakfast, and therefore you can predict almost to the…
Something about this very full week has thrown me off my game. Normally there would have been at least three posts already this week, and some scripture posts as well,…
A little bit about my adventures today. Today was the day I planned to take Geneva over to GCC and complete her registration for the fall semester. Having done this before…