I talk to trees. I haven’t always. I’d like to think ever since I’ve been nature-cognizant I’ve appreciated them. But now I tell them so. Yeah, this is where it gets a bit off the conventional track, so if you want to check out now, go ahead. When the Druids said trees were sacred they …
Ovid said, “Note too that a faithful study of the liberal arts humanizes character and permits it not to be cruel.” Hmmm. Liberal arts is a big category, but includes some of my favorites, theatre and writing. I know people, call them friends even, who think very differently about these things than me, and no, …
The rehearsal period for a play is a funny thing. After auditions, which deserve an entry all their own, there’s the first read-through. You meet your cast mates. Maybe you know some of them already. Maybe you’ve never met the ones playing your family. You read the script and think, “OK, I see what this …
The light slipping through the cracks, making ordinary objects glow is, perchance, there to give us pause, to whisper, “Notice this, there is a small miracle here.” Everyday inattentiveness is an unkindness we inflict on a world of color where we choose to see gray. There is music in small spaces, stars that …
