Theological Essays, Devotionals, and Spiritual Naval-Gazing
It was a dark and stormy night, and of course timing required that we drive from Highland to Reisterstown at the time of night with maximum traffic on the Baltimore beltway. We still managed to arrive our destination forty-five minutes early, because we’d left two hours for that thirty-mile traverse. We weren’t going to mess … More Funny Humans
The news in brief: Southern Ontario is beautiful. It’s full of farms and parks and history and art, and I’d like to go back. You can get the full photostory if you’re my friend on facebook; I winnowed down the pics as much as I could stand, but I couldn’t pick just one windmill picture. … More Boot Camp for the Soul
I have had farming thick on the brain this week. I’ve been thinking generally about farms for ages, but the topic has taken up residence on the front burner. It started with my reading of the Cold Antler Farm and Oliver and Abraham’s blogs, which has become quasi-religious. It continued with the first actual significant … More Leisure Arts
Have you ever noticed that flowers (and other plants) turn their faces/leaves toward the morning sun? I had, of course, observed as houseplants lean themselves and their foliage toward the sunshine coming into their window. But it had never occurred to me to ask which way the same plants leaned when their source of nourishment … More Toward the Morning Sun
We got back around 4:30 this morning from the midnight showing of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, part 2. I went as Hermione from Prizoner of Azkaban – pictured above are my “time turner” (an earring on two necklace chains), my “wand” (birch, 14″), and the stockinette I plugged away at through the movie. … More Harry, the Hallows, Love, and Life
Warning: this is a post about theology. If you were looking for knitting content, you might be very bored. But if it’s compelling enough for me to bother writing a blog post about it, it might actually be generally interesting, since I would usually much rather post about knitting. But then again, maybe I’m just … More Merit. Huh?
Foosh. What a weekend. It was one of those crazy wedding weekends, in which I was about as involved as one could be without being a bridesmaid or an immediate relative, and it was so fun. Bethany, of shawl fame, tied the knot on Saturday in high Catholic fashion, and it was a good time. … More Flowers and Foreshadowing
In twenty-four hours, give or take, Jared and myself and our 100 or so classmates will have run the gauntlet that is spring finals week. It will be over. I have most of a term paper left to write, but it’s going well, and I expect it to be a calm and quiet finish. I … More Almost There… Loosen Up!
“You shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you strange.” – Phil Harrold, att. Leander Harding, att. Flannery O’Connor. Knitting again has been… strange. The “normal” people who surround me interpret my relationship with knitting as somewhere in between an obsession and a lifestyle choice, and I’m not even sure where I’d categorize … More Strangeness
Before and after Easter, I’ve been in such a frenzy of activity that coffee counts as a meal and I have to force myself to sleep so I don’t get headaches. But the Saturday and Sunday on which we celebrated Easter was a fantastic break in the midst of the crazy. Saturday was Jared’s birthday, … More Joy in the Storm
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