Moral Compromise

I've seen two news items today that made me really happy. How often can you say such a thing?Here they are: thing 1 being, a tiny little coal town in Eastern Kentucky (holla!) passed a city ordinance to ban discrimination based on sexual orientation. Thus far, Vicco is "the smallest municipality in Kentucky, and possibly the country, to enact such an ordinance."  If you haven't read this piece yet, take the link over. You'll be glad you did. I mean, mullets are involved. Seriously. And s … [Read more...]

In the Presence of the World

Until we understand what the land is, we are at odds with everything we touch. And to come to that understanding it is necessary, even now, to leave the regions of our conquest--the cleared fields, the towns and cities, the highways--and re-enter the darkness of our own absence. Only in this silence and darkness can man recover the sense of the world's longevity, of its ability to thrive without him, of his inferiority to it and his dependence on it. Perhaps then, having heard that silence and s … [Read more...]

Soul Seasons

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A pumpkin latte in my hand. From Not Starbuck's. A cool crisp 62 degrees out. I am on a porch swing with a background of lush foliage, bleeding slowly from green into reds and browns and yellows. I am wearing my favorite brown sweatshirt, and reading a really great library book. The day ahead is miraculously full of nothing but open time, save playing with my kids, and later having some friends over for dinner.OK, so almost none of those things is true. I do, in fact, have a pumpkin(ish) … [Read more...]

A Little Bit Red…

"Why is it that every time we go to southern California, we are absolutely the Clampets?!"  A personal favorite Bartlett-ism from The West Wing gospel files. President Bartlett and his staff have travelled to California, where they need to really impress some people who could help them get re-elected, and calimity ensues. Ultimately, his personal aid and his White House Communications Director get into a bar fight and wind up in jail.Thinking of that moment as I wonder: Why is it that, w … [Read more...]

Best of Both Worlds

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Around here, if you want to enjoy any outside time between june and october, it has to be early. I mean like, nonsense early.Luckily, our kids wake up nonsense early. So this morning, we threw on some shoes, grabbed the dog, and were leaving the house by 7 (true story) babies and all. I mean, I left the house without COFFEE people. Don't fear for my family though. They are all ok.We moved to a beautiful preserve area over a month ago, and had yet to go exploring, so we finally just went. … [Read more...]

Where You From?

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Do you know Wendell Berry? I don’t mean have you ever had him over for supper, I mean, when I  say his name, do you perk up and expect to hear something good and important? If not, go here before you read on. I mean, he’s kind of a big deal.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wendell_BerryI grew up in Kentucky. I’m from Laurel County, home of the original Kentucky Fried Chicken. (Yes, really… that thing up around Louisville is a tourist trap). London, my hometown, is also home of the World Chick … [Read more...]

Comfort Reading and Cooler Climes…

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It is officially hot enough to melt your shoes out there, so lots of time to enjoy a good book in the a/c! Or better yet, take that good book and seek higher ground. Curling up in a cabin in Flagstaff sounds just divine right about now...Last summer I skipped the annual reading list because I was pregnant and re-reading my all-time favorites (crazy hormones send you running for the familiar--for me that meant lots of trips to Hogwarts, Mitford, and Maycomb.)This year, for all the chaos … [Read more...]

Tomato, To-mah-to…

Well, about this time every year, i commence whining. About the miserable desert heat, about the astronomical utility bill, about the utter lack of lightning bugs to bring an element of joy to sweltering summer nights... and maybe, most of all, about the fruitless (ha ha) search for a good tomato in the desert.Growing up in Kentucky, i was spoiled. Every May-August or so, I could go to the farmer's market, i could count on gifts from friends' gardens, i could even find beautiful local tomatoes … [Read more...]


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