INSIDE THE BOX
Approaching Solstice
During the past few weeks, as the skies have grown darker, the days shorter, and the wind more chilling, our town has come alive with lights. . . .
Of History and Hope
When I find myself feeling that there’s little reason to hope for better future, I try to bring to mind all the wonderful young people I know . . .
The Thing Is
Sitting here in the comfort of my dry, intact home in Illinois, I can do very little to help the millions who are now living in Hurricane Helene’s aftermath, but one thing I can do is wish them courage, strength, resilience, and hope. Hurricane Helene victims: this one is for you.
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
It’s been a chilly, dreary spring so far in central Illinois: lots and lots and LOTS of rain. Bone-cold, blowing, hit-you-from-the-side-rain. But this morning, as I strolled along the river at the center of our town, I spotted a clump of brave little daffodils pushing up their delicate heads to brighten the world around them.