Signs of Lent: Hell

  When I was a kid, as is the case now, I loved learning. For a while it was biographies and stories of peoples and cultures, then art and artists, and at one point simply reading the dictionary to learn new words. My problem was not being able to learn but to keep sorted all … Continue reading Signs of Lent: Hell


Signs of Lent: Lost Things

It was sunny, not warm yet, but bright enough and cloudless enough for my one good suit to feel a little uncomfortable. It is the sticky, cloying feeling of humidity and heat as they increase in complementary fashion to one another under a spring sun, which in Georgia, is early summer. I was watching the … Continue reading Signs of Lent: Lost Things