It’s not just New York that I miss, but then again, it’s probably never place, separate from the rest of life, that anyone misses. For the last two days, I’ve missed New York City with an aching, depressing, loneliness that only hits at the end of the day, when my guard is down, my mind [...]
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Not long ago, I wrote about the oldest Presbyterian church west of the Mississippi River, Bellevue Presbyterian Church. Bellevue’s home is a tiny Missouri town called Caledonia, population 158. Bellevue remains locked to the public the majority of the time, but I had a special opportunity to see the inside of the church a few weeks [...] As a kid, I wasn’t afraid of much, but I was scared of what was beneath the surface of lakes, oceans, seas, gulfs or streams. Any natural water source that was too deep for me to see the bottom of terrified me. Sitting at Foundation Grounds in Maplewood, intending to work remotely after a morning meeting at Westport, my work servers have crashed, and I’m unable to access emails or files for work. I sat on the porch at dusk, drinking a Sam Adams. Not one to stay still for long, I wandered into the garden to put the trellis I bought yesterday in with my berry bushes. All photos by smalltowngirl The morning sun was at my back as I drove North on Highway 8. I was hovering just below the speed limit as I approached the Potosi city limits. There is no turning lane on the highway in that spot, so when I saw a car passing the pick-up, I realized that the truck was in [...] It’s 9:49 p.m., and I’m sitting in my office in Potosi, Missouri after a full day of work, including eight hours in the office and several more with our board of directors. If ever before this year I had been told I would work in Potosi, Missouri, I would have bet everything I owned that [...] I gripped the rungs of the ladder, excited. Kids laughed and hollared and water splashed in the pool beneath me as I placed my foot on the first cool, metal rung. Quickly, I ascended, afraid to look down. The top of the ladder came quickly, and as my eyes became level with the diving board, I [...] I sat with Jeff on a park bench in Chinatown watching teenagers in t-shirts toss a football to one another. It was nearly fifty degrees today after weeks of temperatures that hovered around zero, so warm sunshine and the lunar new year brought a sense of lightness to the park around us. My hope when he [...] |
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