They ran the brush-hog late along the edge of the prairie. Winter-rank fuzzy stubble stems bristled from a beating off with a dull blade. An

I was going to be so productive. I was going to get ahead on things

The big news on the creation-care front was that we, in North America, woke up to newly-revealed final language in the COP28’s First Global Stocktake

What do you suppose you’d find, to root around in that walnut-sized brain for a while? It’s a pathetic nod to self-care I suppose, but

In my family, we argue over the correct stuffing for the turkey. Among my earliest memories of Thanksgiving, is my dad, in his pajamas, spooning

My impulse to get up and leave surprised me. I’ve heard our communion liturgy a million times, but why thoughts to just walk away –

A habitual early-riser, I often don’t sleep well in hotels, so I was up early doomscrolling pre-dawn. Given time zone differences, the European climate scientists

It’s all so familiar on a September Saturday morning. Up early, obligations to a student event, though I’d rather have the day to myself. Another

Creation demands its wolves. I keep thinking this as I reflect on two, sort-of obscure anniversaries that surfaced recently. They’re both remembrances of extinctions. One