Letter on Being Dialogic
A couple of months ago, I had the opportunity to write a post for a friend’s blog. Since its birth
A couple of months ago, I had the opportunity to write a post for a friend’s blog. Since its birth
The only thing more beautiful than these fresh-picked cherries is the neighbor who brought them to my door.
The idea of reputation has been on my mind recently, and, with Advent also on my mind, I thought of
It’s when we face for a moment the worst our kind can do, and shudder to know the taint
In one of my favorite books, Robert Farrar Capon describes an amateur not, as we most commonly think of one,