Featuring this year’s numbers and some more crimes of noticing.

It was different, but possibly the best, if we strive to fulfill our promises made during our struggles.

It’s December and not yet Christmas, but I’m calling it for 2022. Here's my recap of the year and then some.

Even on the coldest days I’ll gladly lose some heat for the privilege of leaning out of my open window

Are they gone? Good. Because I want those with eyes to see and ears to hear to consider....

I really wish I’d have grown up earlier.

All my life I’ve been yearning for a feeling

“Why would I care what the bacteria in the wall think of me?” was the most intelligent question I’d heard posed by a skeptic of God

In this world, “crazy” is an honorific. And I keep getting crazier....

Of a deceased monarch and the ongoing insults from our media that I need to quit paying any attention to whatsoever.

It just shuffled in muttering to itself, then stood around muttering to itself. Days later, with a lone, choked sob, it shuffled away.

Why faith in God is the most decent and rational answer to an perverse and irrational world.

The current state of the apocalypse, with a weather report.

the child sees the feral cats on my porch and her joy defies common adult emotional gravity:

At least you can tell the difference. You *can* tell the difference, right?

And as I move about the house and yard, sweeping dirt and debris from the garage I realize this is the meaning of life right here

Except it’s not, because the media isn’t talking about it. We’re supposed to be angry and upset with the overturning of Roe v Wade.

Lots more people are becoming aware of how weird it feels now, but that's all that's changed. So far.

It’s tragic how most can say Who You are but fail to understand What You are.

It’s just as well, because the country they were celebrated in no longer exists.