Chop Apples, Carry Compost–a Farmer’s Meditation

Chopping apples became a meditation for me today. The kitchen was set up with various cutting boards, colanders and stainless steel bowls, and a large pot in the sink held water to wash the apples. I started this morning by sharpening two of my favorite knives. Porch...

Yanksplaining

Lawsy, Facebook is full of finger-pointing and blaming. Certainly those of us with thick skins and a few brain cells to rub together are capable of determining whether we currently actually own slaves and how to feel about it if it’s “only” something...

Flags, Rainbows and Hoop Skirts

I’ve been busy working on my new book and raising Hel over on the Facebooks.  Thought I’d share… All y’all need to chill the Hel out. There is some grieving to do, and some beans to freeze, and plans to make for how we live when all this mess...

Midsummer Dreams of Justice and Peace for the UUCSV

Thank you all for inviting me back here—it is always a pleasure to stand here and look out over this congregation. And to be here on the longest day of the year is even sweeter. And it’s Father’s Day, too.  Let’s take a moment and honor the daddies—those in the room...