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

Tuesday was my first day back teaching after nine months away. I was on sabbatical last semester, so I missed all the drama my poor

Guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia has been muddling along amid the pandemic like the rest of us. Here she gathers a little quarantine-related