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A couple of weeks ago, a wood thrush banged into one of our windows. Other birds have done the same and recovered, like last summer’s Scarlet Tanager and more recently, this yellow-bellied sapsucker. Keith and I had not seen wood thrushes here at Vanaprastha, though...

Risking Change

Keith and I pulled into the temporary driveway and parked alongside other vehicles. Our pastor had arranged a Saturday afternoon tour of the new church facility for anyone who was interested. After praying outside—thus avoiding the inside construction noise of...

Ch-ch-changes

“Cut it,” I said to my hairdresser last Wednesday, “I’m done.” I pulled at my tresses, which flew this way and that. “I can’t stand my hair, blowing around and falling into my eyes.” “All right,” my hairdresser said with undisguised zeal. She grabbed a styling razor....