“But you were always a good man of business, Jacob,” faltered Scrooge, who now began to apply this to himself.

“Business!” cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. “Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence, were, all, my business.“

Some men probably do think constantly about the Roman Empire. That could be true. I don’t know. Me? I think about Stonehenge. I think about Stonehenge a lot.👇🏼

Our Nativity scene is packed away, stored safely with the Advent wreath and the other decorations. We've taken down the bows, turned off the lights. Christmas is over. The work of Christmas begins.

The holiday cyber shenanigans have begun! If you get texts like this, do NOT click on the link. The U.S. Postal Service is not texting you from the Philippines to tell you about a package.

Our pup is a bit of a drama queen, so of course she kicked off Thanksgiving by being sick on the downstairs carpet at 5:30 this morning. Currently feeling better and watching the National Dog Show to see what the other dogs are up to this year.

A lovely little poem by Joseph Fasano. There's no condescension in it, no "what's wrong with these kids today," just an acknowledgment that they're a little overwhelmed and some advice from the longer perspective that sometimes the shortcuts offered to us don't lead to any place we want to be.

“Our world is made up of a myriad of microcosms, of tiny worlds, each with its own habitues, every one known to the others.”⠀
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― Louis L'Amour, Education of a Wandering Man