Ruminating on the day, the peach and purple sky giving way to black, I was drawn back to the morning’s service and the disembodied sound of a dulcimer plucking out the mournful . . . Continue Reading
We’re coming upon a holiday where we as a people gather together and reflect on gratitude. We may contemplate the hundreds of Thanksgivings our people had before us. Or, perhaps, we ruminate over the gatherings in the most recent decade. A particular dish. A special person. A family tradition. WeContinue Reading
As I slipped out the screen door, Granny caught me by the shirt collar. “I gotta job for you, boy,” she said. She marched me around the house on the upward slope of the hillside; the kudzu was thick, and my feet tangled as she hurried me along. “Not soContinue Reading