Dreaming in Delaware Advent 2020 Advent. The candles and wreath are still packed in some unmarked box in the attic along with my liturgical…
Dreaming in Delaware Talking Turkey Meleagris. It’s the gobble genus; gobble being the native language of America’s fine feathered friend, the turkey.…
Dreaming in Delaware Spoon Fed We’re spoon fed at the start and at the finish, if justice and mercy have any say in the…
Dreaming in Delaware Blessed is She who Believes Our back deck is now bedecked with a tomato plant that’s over 12 feet high. As a very novice…
Apple Pi Inn The Grist Mills of God The stories I tell of an Apple Pi Inn are actually housed in the” Kanawha Hotel”; that’s its proper…
Dreaming in Delaware Portals and Passageways When is a door not a door. When it’s ajar. Crossing a threshold can be an unconscious…
Dreaming in Delaware Telling Time What time is it? I no longer check my cell, the kitchen clock, academic calendar, the clock in the…
Dreaming in Delaware A Trail of Tears and Joy Where does a story begin? I invite you to join me on the Trail of a story, a Trail…
Dreaming in Delaware Bingo Bean counting is not normally how you want to spend your time, and being called a “bean counter” is…
Dreaming in Delaware A Squirrel, The Sacraments and Saint Francis I stop to shop because the humming bird wind chines are just what I need to listen to, if…
