Monthly Archives: March 2017

March 8 – Terri Breeden about time with her grandmother

Wednesday, March 8  “I was nine that summer . . . “ A mid-week break during our campus’ Spring Break:  some house-keeping time:  a big load of laundry, Nordictrack in the basement work out room, tending personal emails, and most … Continue reading

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March 6 – – an old man walking with two dogs . . . . in a city

Monday, March 6 “of weather, of corners, of leisurely tensions between them and private silence.” Spring Break on McNichols Campus:  the youngest half of the university’s population is mostly invisible and inaudible.  For us employees there’s still plenty to do but … Continue reading

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Friday, March 3 – – “you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.” – – Naomi Shihab Nye

Wednesday, March 3, 2017  “Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things,” Four days ago, a friend emailed me some lines from Naomi Shihab Nye’s poem “Kindness.”  The poet finds words to connect kinship and love with those … Continue reading

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March 1 ” Lent, ” in Anglo-Saxon, means “Spring”

Wednesday, March 1 –  Lent:  “There lives the dearest freshness deep down things”  {G. M. Hopkins, sj} “Lent,”  originally the word initially simply meant “spring” (“as in the German language Lenz and Dutch lente) and derives from the Germanic root for “long” because in the spring the days visibly … Continue reading

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