Category Archives: Our Place in the Firmament

Running The Molecular Relay

It has been several days since my sister-in-law, Mary, passed away last weekend after months of fighting the cancer that brought her down.  Her fight was epic, but the cancer prevailed as it had too great a head start by the time it … Continue reading

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Of Autumnal Light

The light softened – or, rather, I noticed that it had softened – as of around 7 or 8 o’clock the evening of August 17th.  As is always tradition (at least in the “whoops, I almost forgot about this but … Continue reading

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Summer Is A-Fadin’ Away

While it isn’t the last weekend of summer according to the calendar, it certainly is in accordance with our shared culture.  The long Labor Day weekend has always marked summer’s conclusion in the United States, for the school years in districts across the land have either begun by then or … Continue reading

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Fat Finches And Fantasies

“Three years ago at dusk on a spring evening, when the sky was a robin’s-egg blue and the wind as soft as a day-old chick, I was sitting on the verandah of my farm home in eastern Iowa when a … Continue reading

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Kinship

My friend, Gavin Stevens, recently happened upon a doe and fawn, and the sighting inspired significant thoughts about life, its fragility and the physical and delicate fragility of deer as a sign of beauty, which, of course, it is. I … Continue reading

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Of the Intersection of Fragility and Beauty

Yesterday, tired from three days of travel and the consequent catching up on chores around the Farm, we decided to go out for pizza and ignore the restrictions of our respective diets.  As we turned the corner from one of the lanes … Continue reading

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Languor in a Summer’s Afternoon

The alphabet of the trees is fading in the song of the leaves the crossing bars of the thin letters that spelled winter and the cold have been illumined with pointed green by the rain and sun — The strict … Continue reading

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To Each His Own Mélange

Some people move through our lives and then they’re gone like the morning rain. Some stand with the stillness of a soldier at their post and never change. Some dance along the waterline like waves against the coast. Some forever haunt you … Continue reading

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Reunions Good and Bad

It is the summer of my 50th high school reunion, an event I have elected to miss.  I have some modest curiosity about what everyone I once knew has done with their lives, but not enough to travel to Eastern … Continue reading

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American Myths

We spent three days in Budapest recently, and, as we are wont to do, we got into a discussion with one of the crewman on our ship, a young man who previously lived in the United States for about three … Continue reading

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