What the Enemy Meant for Evil

When last we visited, the discussion surrounded blowing chunks. Or something like that. Since then you may have visited with family or friends for Thanksgiving. Hopefully no blowing of chunks was involved. Other things that have been running through my mind in recent weeks … The word swimmingly. Much like the word fantastic, swimmingly can […]

Compassion Fatigue

My friend the creeper is back, in case you were wondering. The name’s Creeper. Brown Creeper. ‘Tis the season apparently. Thankfully, she/he/they – I haven’t inquired as to the bird’s preferred pronouns – doesn’t seem obsessed with flinging her/his/itself against my bedroom window repeatedly, nor does she/he/they seem fond of singing at the top of […]