Dave

  • Spring 2020

    I step outside the back door with a cup of coffee.  It’s 5am and the dog needs letting out.  It’s March 20 and a moonless morning.  The air is as black as the sky.  Stars play games with one another… Continue reading

  • A Sunday of Profit and Death

    I am afraid this comment might feel like a barb and a bit hard to hear.  However.  As you know, the two teams in this Sunday’s Super Bowl game are the “49ers” and “Chiefs.” I’ve a friend who died years… Continue reading

  • American Progress

    I like the idea of Thanksgiving as much as the next white guy, I imagine.  I like it as much as most of my Indian, Native American, and Indigenous friends.  Only a fool thinks there is no need for thankfulness… Continue reading

  • To Be Better Than We Are

    “It is not from ourselves that we will learn to be better than we are.” Wendell Berry The canyon was tuff.  Sometime ago, long before my memory or that of my parents, a volcano erupted and spread ash across this… Continue reading