First: a visual representation of why I barely get to write here anymore: Every time I sit down to write – or, well, do anything – my little friend sprawls his limbs across…

I am a hibernating bear, ensconced in blankets on the couch from now til spring. This is an impulse I always have this time of year, and Omicron has exacerbated my worst tendencies.…

Spending the morning trying to get motivated. Things to do, but the couch is cushy and blanket is warm and the latest Louise Penny novel is so fun. The children are pawing through…

I will offer you the sacrifice of thanksgiving* and call upon the Name of the LORD. Psalm 116:15. This Psalm excerpt was included in my Divine Hours morning prayer today. The phrasing “sacrifice…

What punishments of God are not gifts? From my vantage point on the couch I can see the clouds moving swiftly outside – “scudding” I would say, if I were writing a novel.…