Contrary to my usual sloth, I drove to a cinema on the last weekend of January. Lest anyone yawns, realize I last did so for “The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey” in 2012.
Peace Be With You
A weekly column offering a Christian and Catholic perspective by native Maderan John Rieping, a graduate of Mt. Angel Seminary who spent 4 1/2 years in formation at Mount Angel Abbey. His website is http://wambly.weebly.com
More than a century ago, local California grapevines allegedly required no irrigation, and a hand pump could draw water from a hand-dug well.
My New Year’s Day resolution to spend less time on Facebook is somewhat intact as January approaches its end.
A week and a half ago the mysteries of my genetic programming were tentatively explained to me. For a $99 fee, a California-based genomics company analyzed my DNA.
Starting this week, I’m going to Harvard University — sort of. To be exact, Harvard is going to me.
I’m not one for New Year’s Eve resolutions at the moment, but I recall being so in the past. They were always like Lenten goals or sacrifices except I usually remembered and kept those. Resolutions?
“I will kiss you!” / cried a little bird to the Sun up above / Her little heart light with love
“Come,” laughed the Sun, / “and we shall be wed!”