On the Religious Population
From 1850 to 1946, the U.S. Census counted religious communities and structures. If one is aware of the history of the 20th Century, and the role played by Holl...
From 1850 to 1946, the U.S. Census counted religious communities and structures. If one is aware of the history of the 20th Century, and the role played by Holl...
Climbed the fire tower on Sounding Knob with some of my children this morning, and after overcoming the vertigo looked out over the oldest mountains in the worl...
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It was 18:30 just a few minutes ago and the sun had no thought yet of setting. Now it’s black out, and my computer woke up to tell me it is going to sleep. â€...
Luna, the smallest and youngest of our cats, has in her short time here cornered two snakes behind a door in the basement. And somehow she climbs the concrete w...
Strong breeze tonightWarm breeze tonightLow breeze tonight The clouds above, unmovedThe stars above, unmovedThe dipper above, unmoved This breeze, low, aroundth...
Thursday afternoon the frogs who cling to the trees nearby gave voice to their mating song. A few daring fellows first, by evening constant singing rose from th...
A luxury of working from home is the occasional opportunity to sit outside well away from the darkened lair of the computing beast. There is some small guilt in...
I had to turn off the radio this morning after this stupidity. MARTIN: Where is President Biden going to find more than $2 trillion? HORSLEY: He wants to send t...
My children and I enjoyed Disney’s WandaVision, particularly catching the references to other television shows and comics. We even laughed at their mistak...
After a day out with the Scouts, listening and chatting while they helped with an Eagle project, I settled down around 15:30 to read in the sun as it traced an ...
Rain was forecast. And snow fell overnight and softly falls this morning. The deer herd are up to their breakfast wandering each tree to tree, pine to pine for ...
Cricket, one of the cats, stands patiently next to my head. She’s purring quietly. I will notice her and remember she is /waiting/ for food. Luna, the oth...
My family has the strange habit of buying books whenever possible, so sometime in 1984 or so I read the 1983 edition of The White Rose: Munich, 1942-1943 (1952)...