This Christmas season, despite the inconveniences of Covid, I don’t want to miss a thing.
I stood by my open kitchen window Thursday evening relishing the quiet. No NPR played on the radio; no sounds of television came from the den. The refrigerator didn’t hum, and the air conditioner didn’t click on. Hurricane Zeta had come through the night before, pulling down trees and causing us to be without electricity… Continue reading Finding Quiet