The nearest airport is in Connecticut, so when your plane lands you still have a good long drive to get to Amherst. You talk to…
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The nearest airport is in Connecticut, so when your plane lands you still have a good long drive to get to Amherst. You talk to…
I’ve been doing it again: writing elsewhere. I’ve just finished up a series of six essays for College Contemplative on the topic of “Contemplative Faculty…
How did this shopping cart full of miscellaneous hardware come to be parked in our yard for three months? Therein lies a tale. One day…
I recently read Toby Tyrrell’s new book, On Gaia, which provoked me to write three short essays. The first is a review of the book,…
The traditional gift is china, or diamonds, but we opted for foam. Let me back up. Twenty years ago, my mom and dad bought a…
On the Friday before the equinox, I caught a ride with Daniel Samuels up to the Old Governor’s Mansion in Baton Rouge. It was built…
Long Time No Read It’s been a year since I wrote anything here. Did you miss me? Did you even notice I had stopped? I…
Friends, A nonprofit I helped found, the Friends of Lafitte Corridor, has a shot at $10,000. Here’s how: You have to vote for me. FOLC…
A year ago I set myself a project, an experiment, a journey, a spiritual quest. I wanted to discover, uncover, delineate and define my religion.…
Dear Persephone, You are fifty-five months old today. In the past month you rode out your first hurricane. When we decided to stay in place…
I rented a car and drove west. All by myself. I drove and drove and drove until I got to Austin, Texas. And I thought…
I recently facilitated a roundtable discussion on parenting, and now I’m gearing up to moderate a parenting panel next Saturday.
Isaac is gone, but his odor lingers on. Seriously. There’s a smell in the air, a certain peculiar smell I can’t describe. I’m not sensitive…
It wasn’t until after Labor Day that I passed by the bayou and saw what Isaac had done to my favorite tree. This is the…
I’ve also been reflecting on our decision to stay in place for Isaac. Was it the right choice? There’s room for disagreement even in our…
I’m still thinking about Isaac. My writing hasn’t been able to keep pace. They say every storm is unique, and certainly Isaac was very different…
If my recent posts have made it seem like Isaac was all fun and games, well, that only reflects my own personal experience. Other people…
Persephone and I took a photo of Xy raking up the “street salad” left behind by Hurricane Isaac. Then we drew our own interpretation based…
We lost electrical service to our house for 98 hours. That’s just over four days. And during these four days I discovered something odd. I…
So the storm came and lingered. Like us, Isaac dithered. Someone described him as the drunk Louisiana uncle who crashes on your couch when you…