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Unpacking the Bookshelf

Each title is an era trapped in amber, a fossil record of a former self.

Tallow Lights

On this aðfangadagskvöld, it’s my duty to tell you specifically about the final Yule Lad, who arrives tonight. His name is Kertasníkir, and if you know Icelandic, you’re clutching your candles.

Don René

He did not use grand showmanship or elaborate displays. He used simple, humble, everyday love.

Confessions of a Season Purist

I’ll admit it’s more of a mindset than a meteorological observation, but if you’re a winter-hater, might it be better in the long run to hang on to fall as long as you can?

Twenty-nine

So Happy Birthday, Kendahl, and cheers to twenty-nine. This year is going to be the best one yet.

Sacred Spaces: Some Distinctly Un-data-driven Conclusions

Seeing chipped stained glass and other signs of disrepair was dismaying, but it also renewed my appreciation of how church architecture brings grandeur into public space.

Fortitude

Fortitude

by | Oct 31, 2018

Then MOses set OUT with JOSHua his AIDE. And MOses went UP the MOUNtain of GOD.

What I Think About When I Camp Alone

What I Think About When I Camp Alone

That’s one thing that sucks about winter camping. There’s nothing to do after it gets dark, except drink beer and stare at the fire.

Open Seating

Open Seating

“I’m actually on a connecting flight, traveling to a corn hole tournament. It’s a pretty big deal,” the man in the seat behind me announced. 

On Fall in Europe

On Fall in Europe

My American Saturdays began with a coffee and a crescendo of college football media. Blogs, Twitter, and ESPN College Gameday made for a surround-sound cacophony of predictions, punditry, and hot takes.