Shaking Things Up

November 20, 2021.Reading time 3 minutes.

My dad was a baker. Not in any official capacity mind you, but when he wasn’t tending the animals on our small family farm in Vermont, you would find him in the kitchen baking bread, and pies, and donuts.

A Weapon Against Death

September 16, 2021.Reading time 5 minutes.

Outside my window the late summer sun filters down through a canopy of oak and cedar. The oppressive heat of August has shoved its way into September. It leaches the moisture of yesterday’s rain out of every blade of grass as it covers Texas like a weighted blanket.