The Rhythms of Resilience

Rhythms of Resilience I’m watching for the first delicate crocuses to break through the hardened crust of the March ground. Yellow, purple and white, their short blooms open like small […]
+ Read MoreRhythms of Resilience I’m watching for the first delicate crocuses to break through the hardened crust of the March ground. Yellow, purple and white, their short blooms open like small […]
+ Read MoreMy grandfather knew how to keep time moving. Head bent over the wooden jeweler’s bench at the back of his jewelry store and peering through a small magnifying loop attached to […]
+ Read MoreThis week, attending a town hall meeting with my congressional representative, I was lucky to get a chair. Others stood, filling the banquet hall of a country restaurant despite the […]
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