The Honey is Coming

Every morning I have a ritual. I get the coffee ready and put out something sweet for Jan to have with her coffee when she gets up. This morning there was a Mason jar with just a little bit of honey left in the bottom. It was a cool night so the honey was slow making...

I Vote Faces

When I cast my vote, I imagine faces. I imagine the face of… a hungry child who could be helped by better social programs. a battered woman who feels unprotected and vulnerable. a person ravaged by a war of national convenience. a baby grimacing in pain during a...