I’ll go to a farmer’s market this morning. There’s a large one nearby. The grass will be slightly wet — the humidity thickening like a roux, the heat hinting at a thermometer’s breaking point. I’ll saunter through the sheltered areas….
I’m adopting a patron sinner for All Saints Day
Recently, my spouse, daughter and I spent some time with a family in our small village. It was long overdue. A visit we wanted to happen back in early 2020, but you know, the world sort of shut down and…