“Everything is necessary that He sends. Nothing can be necessary that He withholds.” — John Newton, author of “Amazing Grace”
Read morethe Boy is the Most Unmanageable.” — Plato
Read moreI have spent some of this day with poetry. Sometimes poetry is the Only Thing That Will Do. For part of the time, I read the poems in the silence of my room, and this was good, because poetry is something that needs to be heard, even if you don’t read it aloud. More recently, […]
Read moreWe woke up this morning to the snow coming down. The children were outside in it before 9 a.m. In the beginning, school was on a two-hour delay, but it wasn’t long before it was cancelled altogether. Living in the South, where there are only three snow plows to cover three counties and, apparently, No […]
Read moreEvery morning on our way to school, William reads the temperature. It appears in Fahrenheit on a little digital screen just above my head and, when I push the button, it reappears in Celcius. William likes to practice the conversion in his head, then have me check to see how close he got. Of course, […]
Read moreWhen you are stuck in a book; when you are well into writing it, and know what comes next, and yet cannot go on; when every morning for a week or a month you enter its room and turn your back on it; then the trouble is either of two things. Either the structure has […]
Read moreBill turned 40 yesterday. Some of the cards he received contain lovely and simple birthday greetings. From the Clements: “Wishing you a day filled with happy moments!” And from my parents, who number themselves among Bill’s biggest fans: “Another birthday, another year closer to perfection!” But others carry the kinds of greetings that I think […]
Read moreWhat you need when your basement floods with Really Dirty Water is a great team to come to the house. Yes, a team, even if that team is only two people. Because two people can be Really Handy at yanking out the wretched carpet, and the ruined linoleum, and the dry wall that is super […]
Read moreI was the middle of three girls. No boys in our family. None. When I was growing up, boys always seemed a little weird to me. A little wild. A little unpredictable. And I often noticed, when we were at a house where Boys Lived, and were near them when they had their shoes off, […]
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