Cicadas

April Stace is a mean harpist and a Cicada enthusiast. This is the year of the Cicada, the seventeenth year when gazillions of the little creatures finally burst from the ground for a short frolic in the trees, buzzing like chainsaws. April thinks this must be evidence of God's design. I think she's ... Continue reading

Beauty and truth

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness. —John Keats The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives. —Albert Einstein A few weeks back, while California was burning to the ... Continue reading