For most of us, this is the aim Never here to be realised; Who are only undefeated Because we have gone on trying; We, content at the last If our temporal reversion nourish (Not too far from the yew-tree) The life of significant soil. T.S. Eliot...
Holding Bella for the first time. Dear Isabella, Four years ago today I got to hold you for the very first time. It was the most awesome thing. I’m still at a loss for words to express what that moment means to me. Today I thank God once again...
Today was the first day of the Hingham farmer’s market. Actually it was the second week; but last weekend was cold and rainy. Though one of the vendors says he was there all day last Saturday, we did not venture forth. Bella and Joe sit while...
I can’t remember anymore where I saw the link to this piece. [Oh, it was the lovely Kate Wicker!] It’s got me thinking quite a bit this week: Proclaiming Our Purpose in Parenting A recent conversation with my sister (who parents in...
I started to write a quick takes post last week but only got five of them and then got distracted and never posted them. I thought I’d round up some from this week and post them all together. (As usual I’m transcribing and expanding...
Browsing through bearing’s archives, I found this old post: Towels are the new mops: I hate mopping the floor. Hate, hate, hate it. So every time I have to do it, I spend the whole time fuming, scrubbing furiously, and thinking...
It’s rare that a sequel outshines the original; but sometimes it does happen. I’m not saying it’s necessarily a better book or that everyone will prefer it. It’s just that while I liked The Penderwicks well enough, The...
“A true tale of beauty and obsession, smugglers and scientists, and nature’s most enigmatic creature,” proclaims the back of the dust jacket. Nature’s most enigmatic creature: that’s a little hyperbolic, I thought. But...
No one has ever ascended into heaven except the one who descended from heaven Today our Lord Jesus Christ ascended into heaven; let our hearts ascend with him. Listen to the words of the Apostle: If you have risen with Christ, set your hearts on the...
I don’t really consider myself a birder. Though I suppose by the loose definitions that some employ I might count as such. My Grandmother Carter used to save the stale heels of bread and give them to me to put outside for the birds. I suppose...
