As another gardening season begins to come to a close, I offer gratitude for all of the lessons that I learn from my garden.

I have a fairly big front lawn—or what passes for a large lawn in my suburban California location. If, that is, it passes for a lawn at all.

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From a distance they look like miniature, yellow-helmeted soldiers marching along next to the fence, sort of an invasion of Ra’s army.

Some years ago I had the opportunity to work with a youth group to plan their annual worship service. They had a great theme in mind, all about voices.

I first learned the word “transmogrified” from the cartoon Calvin and Hobbes.

When I gave birth to my daughter, I had already been laboring for days—not hours, but days.

When I was a kid, it seemed like magic. My mother would take a piece of fabric and somehow bewitch it, so that it became a shirt, or a pair of shorts, or a dress for me to wear.

Our UU faith encourages us to be agents of change in the world.

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