When the clocks change, it feels like the turning of the season, for me. Other people mark the beginning of autumn with Labor Day, or the autumn equinox, or Indigenous People’s Day, or Veteran’s Day. For me, it is all about the light. And that light just got cut short. …
Outside of my house, I have had exactly two conversations about the Israel-Hamas conflict since October 7th. I have taken a stand …
I am making a pact with myself to scroll by any conversation in Facebook Groups about urban bicycling and urban driving. Today …
Reading comments is probably bad for my mood. However, like so many people, I get caught up in them. On a local …
It has been particularly painful for me to hear blame thrown at someone who is sick. It is an old pain. It …