“…We live by mercy if we live.
To that we have no fit reply
But working well and giving thanks,
Loving God, loving one another,
To keep Creation’s neighborhood …”
A Timbered Choir
The clock will soon strike “lunchtime” on the final work day of the week. I’m racing to complete as much as I can before the natural tides of distraction come and sweep me away, causing me to shift gears to … more
I sought for the greatness and genius of America in her commodious harbors and her ample rivers – and it was not there . . . in her fertile fields and boundless forests and it was not there . . … more