Second Weekend in London: Plays, Parties and Politics

The Theater London is known for its theater, so Friday night, Jonathan, Adriana and I decided we’d indulge. Adriana and I dropped the boys at her sister’s where they would spend the night and hopped a train and tube to Jonathan’s office, right off St. James Park in the heart of London. As we emerged…

Adventures in London: A Museum of Her Own

 I started thinking about Virginia Wolfe classic essay, “A Room of Her Own,” after spending much of Thursday wandering through just two of the several absolutely top-class museums here in London, free to the public. As I slowly meandered through the Rodin sculptures, I thought of a couple of friends who would so delight in…

On a Holy Lent

I come from a non-liturgical background so the idea of observing Ash Wednesday seemed utterly foreign to me until my middle adult years when I found myself deeper drawn to both the contemplative life and the rhythms of the liturgical church year. The first year I observed the Lenten fast transformed my understanding of sin,…

The Pastoral Life: They Die for Any Reason

I had just watched the dam deliver her fourth lamb, with help from the foreman of this lovely farm in the Cotswolds. This particular breed of sheep tend to give birth to twins regularly, but quads are highly unusual, and we just happened to be there at the right time to observe. Here’s the video. Be…