In British literature studies, we sometimes talk about “the long eighteenth century,” as in: “It really begins back in 1660, with the Restoration after the

We shouldn’t complain. After all, the Lord himself spent his first Christmas in a barn/stable/cave/guest room—opinions differ. Whatever the venue, it involved livestock and probably

Refugia (re-FU-jee-a) are places where life survives, against great odds, in a crisis. A wildfire destroys most of a forest, for example—but not all of

I’ve recently learned that wildlife conservationists will sometimes remove desperately endangered creatures from their habitats in order to save their species. It’s called “arking”—as in:

Absolutely everyone else has been weighing in with think pieces and commentary about the recent US election outcome, so we at The Twelve thought we

“There the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of a bush; he looked, and the bush was blazing, yet it

Twenty miles outside town, out among corn fields and orchards, we find the driveway marked by an unassuming sign: Plainsong Farm. As we pull in