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  • Sunday Gratitude – 5.IV.2026

    Sunday Gratitude – 5.IV.2026

    To those celebrating today – Christ is Risen! – Happy Easter!

    And then there are the “weird” ones here who are still waiting another week, among which I count myself. There have been a lot of services already – yesterday, I think I was in church for nearly four hours. I’ve really struggled this Lent; from the beginning, I felt less ready for it than most years and this year… wow. For the greater part of Lent, I believed that the Orthodox were also going to be celebrating Pascha today, and it was only looking at the calendar more carefully a couple of weeks ago when I realized that no, there’s a one-week difference. I don’t know. I wasn’t expecting to spend so much time in church this weekend, but I was at vigil last night, and I certainly had the feeling of moving from the darkness into the light, and by the time the service was over, there was an air of hopefulness and joy there. For that I am grateful. (My brain did fight against this on the way home, though. *sigh*)

    I am grateful for the more spring-like weather, and the opportunity to be outside. I’m also grateful for my neighbor who invites me to come walking with her.

    I am grateful for friends who take the time to talk even in the rain.

    I am grateful for making it home in a storm the other day; I wasn’t expecting it, then all of a sudden, I was driving down this country highway with lightning flashes all around. I don’t think that they were very close, as there was only a tiny bit of thunder, but what a show! The next day, driving down those same roads, I could actually see how high the water is, and I’m grateful that there were no issues with low-lying stretches of road or the bridges.

    Mourning dove in wreath
    Time to take the Christmas wreath down!

    I am thankful to have had a little bit of time to be outside with my kids, and I’m thankful that they have places around that they can enjoy riding their bikes through, and that they’ve been fine with this “exploring”.

    I am thankful for the joy of singing.

    I am thankful for the things that are showing signs of life (and even blooming) even after a very cold winter and long periods of neglect.

    I am grateful for the opportunity to have been in contact with a number of people on this day, in the joy of Easter.

    I am grateful for yet another sign that I’m not alone through the hard stuff.

    Thank you so much for being here! Christ is Risen!

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  • Sunday Gratitude – 29.III.2026

    Sunday Gratitude – 29.III.2026

    I really hate it when it seems like I blink and yet another week has passed. Somehow so much of this time ends up feeling like a blur, and it seems like all that is left is a growing list of things that should have been done long ago, but haven’t been done yet.

    In the meantime, though, I’ve been trying not to lose a sense of gratitude, and to also try to make the most of the days at hand. We’ve had a couple of days that have hit 70F, which has been amazing, and especially as the days are getting longer, it would be terrible if we didn’t do something to take advantage of the warmer weather. My younger son had a day off of school a couple of weeks back, and the two of us went out on our bikes and rode ten miles together, and it was amazing. He also started taking pictures with my camera that afternoon, so I’ll be sharing a few of those in this post.

    Broken pier Wind Point Lake Michigan

    A couple of weeks after the real birthday, my youngest, in kindergarten, had her first real birthday party. It was a bowling alley affair, and, per the terms of the contract, was less than two hours long, but for a group of 5 and 6 year olds, it was fine. I was completely stressed out over this for at least a week for a number of reasons, but it turned out really, really good. Even the weather held out, kind of… It started raining about the time that the party started, and it was still raining as people left. Had we started a couple of hours later, everybody would have been going home in sleet, because we had a blizzard come through the next day. The kids were thrilled to get the day off of school, and despite the crazy wind, we never lost power. The next day, our dear neighbor made a path for our car using a snowblower.

    I’m grateful that even though I managed to break a spoke on the one bike (a different one than before), this happened in a place where I could ride to a place where I could leave the bike for a couple of days, and which was very close to the bike shop. On the night that this happened, I was also able to get a ride back home with one of the ladies from church. I’d never talked to her before, and she’s incredibly sweet, and lives just a couple of streets over from where I live.

    I’m grateful for the amazing time I had at St. Haralambos in Niles a couple of weeks back. Not only were some very dear “real life” friends there, I finally got to meet Fr. Andrew Damick in person. We have been online acquaintances (friends) for over 20 years, and it seemed like high time to meet him in person. He actually recognized me by sight as well, which is crazy because it’s been a looong time since I posted any photos of myself that he might come across. 🙂 That was a lot of fun, though.

    Breezy days and kites!

    I am grateful, as well, for the opportunity to visit an old friend and just enjoy sitting on the front step, having a conversation in the sunshine.

    In many ways, I feel pulled very, very, very thin. There have been a lot of good things, to be sure, but there have been a number of very, very frustrating things as well. I don’t know; at this point, I’m not sure that I’ll ever have things “figured out”, but there’s a path to go forward on, and that’s the way through this all. Forgive me again for the blog silence – I truly am grateful for you.


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  • Musical Memory – Georgy Girl – The Seekers

    Musical Memory – Georgy Girl – The Seekers

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    As a high school student, I almost never listened to current music on purpose. The end date for my musical tastes ended right around 1973, but I knew enough about the bands and the period that I could converse competently with adults more than twice my age about it.

    The only Seekers’ song that was in regular rotation on the local “oldies” station, WJMK Chicago, was, of course, “Georgy Girl”. I always loved the song, from the upbeat whistling, to the encouragement given to a girl who seemed maybe as awkward as I was.

    Later on, I would end up buying the entire Rhino 9-disc “British Invasion” collection (the first 4 came in a boxed, for the others, I had to keep checking at Best Buy over the course of many months to see if another disc was in stock) and finally heard songs like “I Know I’ll Never Find Another You” and learned a little bit more about the band – including that they are from Australia, not the UK!

    Somewhere during that time, I also found the Seekers’ album “Georgy Girl” (LP, of course) at a yard sale for something like $1.50. The album really made me realize that the group was more of a folk group than most – not nearly as folkie as Peter, Paul, and Mary, but at the album level, there was a lot of overlap in songs. I had been a Peter, Paul, and Mary fan pretty much since I was born, and think that they have a lot of the best versions of a lot of folk songs. However, to hear Judith Durham sing alone made the Seekers’ versions worth it. I really consider her to be one of the best female singers out there.

    And so, this music memory is to mention the death of Judith Durham, who passed away this week at the age of 79. I consider all the public weeping and wailing over celebrities and musicians pretty weird, but there is a certain sadness that comes about when someone so very talented is no longer with us.

    Back to Georgy Girl, though. As I was learning to play recorder, there were two “hard” songs that I worked on a lot to be able to play. One was “Jig” from The Little Mermaid, but first, there was Georgy Girl. I remember sitting in my grandmother’s farmhouse, using the music from Great Songs of the Sixties as a guide when I couldn’t quite figure things out by ear. I think it was the first song I ever played that heavily used the second octave, and I learned how to play it – and developed muscle memory – with a couple of the notes fingered incorrectly (or shall I say, “alternatively”). It was a song that I played many, many times down the halls of my high school. It was a song that was instantly recognizable, cheerful, and powerful enough with the high notes so as to allow the recorder not to get instantly drowned out by the noise of hundreds of high school kids milling about. More than that, it’s a song that Judith Durham sang so perfectly it almost immediately became a classic.

    As always, I am thankful for the music!

  • Wordle #418

    Wordle #418

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    Wordle explanations are posted a day late to ensure that no one accidentally sees the solution before playing.

    Line 1: One of my typical start words. “E” and “A” are both present, but in the wrong place.

    Line 2: I guess that the “ea” might just need to be shifted over one position. I try this and I am correct. No luck on the other letters, though.

    Line 3: No progress here except for eliminating more letters. There are a lot of “ea” words, and I wonder if I’m going to get this one.

    Line 4: I am shocked that this was correct, though it was the only thing I could think of using “gl” that wasn’t “gleam”.

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  • Wordle #417

    Wordle #417
    Wordle #417 board

    Wordle explanations are posted a day late to ensure that no one accidentally sees the solution before playing.

    Line 1: One of my typical start words. Nothing.

    Line 2: “Fling” is one of my base words – Wow!

    Line 3: Let’s go for “cling” – Hooray!

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  • Video post – Choose a Bible!

    Video post – Choose a Bible!

    This video was inspired by a conversation with a friend a couple of weeks ago. Often, I see people ask the question online “Which is the best Bible translation to read?” Other times, I’ve heard people have the attitude that the Bible is impossible to know because every translation is different, and even if one can read the original languages, so many of the cultural references are lost.

  • Wordle #416

    Wordle #416
    Wordle #416 game board

    Wordle explanations are posted a day late to ensure that no one accidentally sees the solution before playing.

    Line 1: One of my typical start words. “A” and “T” are in the word, but in the wrong places. Not much to go on.

    Line 2: “A” and “T” are now in the right places, but none of the other letters are correct. There are really a ton of words that this could be.

    Line 3: No progress here except for eliminating more letters. Very frustrating.

    Line 4: And again. I’m clueless and worried that I’m not going to get this one. I consider playing a word that would simply use up more of the unused letters, rather than keep playing the “A” and “T”.

    Line 5: I decided against just playing words for letters & go with “patty” because at this point, I can’t think of much more that it could be. Luckily, it’s the word! Phew!

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  • Reading Laura as an Adult

    Reading Laura as an Adult

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    Little House on the Prairie was a television phenomenon that was ongoing at the time I was born. Of course, it *could* be complete coincidence, but during my first year in college, there were three Lauras on my floor alone. This isn’t to say that the book series wasn’t already well-known – pretty much from the time that they were published, the “Little House” books were incredibly popular. However, the television series probably did the most to enshrine Laura Ingalls Wilder’s stories from mere books to legend.

    As a kid, I read a number of the “Little House” books. If I remember correctly, I read Little House in the Big Woods, Little House on the Prairie, Little Town on the Prairie, and (though technically not part of the series), West from Home. I liked them well enough, though I also remember starting By the Shores of Silver Lake and These Happy Golden Years because I never really “got into” them. Laura has a very matter-of-fact way of recounting the stories of her life, and as a kid, it hardly seemed strange that her family would be travelling around the US, settling here and there. As young as the narrator is at the beginning of the series, not only is there no self-pity, there’s almost the attitude, even in the earliest stories, that of course life was difficult, but that it was a given that family pulled together to get through it all.

    Everyday life in Laura’s time

    As a homeschooling mom, I wanted my kids to have some familiarity with the Little House books as a matter of course, to understand a little bit about living in (American) history, and to get a glimpse of life as it was not all that long ago. Especially now with the advent of the internet (and gaming systems), I think it’s especially hard for kids to even imagine what life was like without these or have any perspective of when or how these changes happened. (Once, when the power went out due to a storm a few years ago, one of my children – then around 8 – asked me if the lack of electricity reminded me of growing up in the 1980s!)

    Laura Ingalls was born in 1867, near Pepin, Wisconsin, in a pre-industrial age. By the time she died in 1957, at age 90, industrialization had radically changed the way most people in the United States lived. Even in the 1930s, when the books began to be published, many of the things and processes that she describes had long since disappeared. For example, her family travelled thousands of miles in a covered wagon, but the advent of the railroads made the covered wagon obsolete. Even in my lifetime, my dad usually referred to the refrigerator as the “icebox”, but the Ingalls didn’t even have that; food was smoked and canned or otherwise preserved in season to allow the family to eat year-round, but already in the 1920s, electric refrigerators were common in US households. Wilder herself acknowledged the huge change in the way of life at the beginning of the series, mentioning how a lot of what she was writing about was how “grandma did things”.

    As an adult, with a perspective of decades now, it’s insane to imagine that much change in such a short amount of time. Yes, I still remember a time before the internet was a thing, when people called each other on phones without caller-ID that were plugged into the phone jacks in the wall, when using checks (especially in small towns) was at least as common as credit cards, etc. However, as I read somewhere awhile back – if someone from 1950 visited a home in 2020, things would look a lot different, but even so, a large percentage of them would look familiar. If someone from 1880 visited a home in 1950, imagine the shock at the difference, say, at how a kitchen was set up. Or think of it this way – in 1880, the Amish may have seemed a little “old fashioned”, but in 2020 they seem like they belong to a different time completely!

    The amount of the frontier the Ingalls saw and experienced

    Also, as an adult, it seems almost crazy in the amount of moving the Ingalls did, considering how difficult moving was. Both of Laura’s parents came from families (the Ingalls and the Quiners) that seemed determined to keep moving with the edge of civilization. In Wisconsin, there was family nearby, but then Laura’s family moved to Kansas, back to Wisconsin, Minnesota, Iowa, back to Minnesota, and then to South Dakota. With the exception of the move to South Dakota, these moves were made in a covered wagon at a rate of 20-30 miles a day, with all one’s possessions in a wagon. The animals pulling the wagon needed to be fed and tended to, and there was constant risk of wild animals and bandits. Interestingly, Laura spends a lot of time and goes into great detail talking about her father’s gun and the care he took to keep it in good condition. The longest discussion of this happens in Little House in the Big Woods, which, in the book account, begins when Laura is four, because even then she understood how the gun was so incredibly important not just for hunting, but for protection from a number of possible scenarios.

    The Ingalls family – minimalism and “tiny house” pioneers

    It’s also startling to understand how few possessions the Ingalls owned. When Laura talks about packing up the house in a morning to move at the beginning of Little House on the Prairie, it seems almost an impossible feat. However, after visiting one of Laura’s homes in South Dakota, then it made a lot more sense. When she talks about a “little house”, she’s not kidding. In the book “By the Shores of Silver Lake“, Laura talks about being able to move into the Surveyors’ House, and from the way she describes it, it sounds like a mansion. When visiting De Smet, South Dakota, I was absolutely shocked to see the Surveyors’ House. It has been moved from its original location, but it still stands in De Smet. It is tiny. It’s smaller than most of the small houses in town. My grandmother lived in a house in the country whose original section was built by her grandparents in the 1890s. It certainly wasn’t big (which led to it being expanded by quite a bit later) but it was probably at least twice as big as the Surveyors’ House.

    Ever wonder how Pa could build a house by himself in a matter of days? With a house this small, it’s actually possible!
    The interior of one of the South Dakota “Little Houses”. There is a loft not pictured here, which looks a lot like a sleeping loft in a modern tiny house, but the loft gives it a lot more space than their sod house, for example.
    The Surveyors’ House

    A hard life

    It seems that one of the things that really sticks out to people reading the Little House books as adults today is the amount that the Ingalls had very few comforts – life was hard and it was a lot of work. There was no delusion that if one worked hard one would become rich or famous. Part of the fabric of life was that there was work to be done, and it was each person’s responsibility to do what they had to do. If one was able to make it a little out of poverty, that was admirable, but it wasn’t guaranteed. The criticism comes especially to Laura’s father, whose wanderlust, in their eyes, seemed to contribute to their poverty. It is a stark contrast to today, where even a lot of poor people in the United States live relatively comfortable lives. Many seem to think that this way of life – “deprivation” in their eyes – is tantamount to child abuse.

    A corncob doll, made much in the way that Laura’s doll Susan was made.

    Through it all, there is a strong sense that character and honor are more important than whether one is rich or poor.

    Understanding one’s parents

    Related to this, Laura always writes positively about her parents, even when the situations were extraordinarily difficult. Part of this, I believe, comes from the way she was raised; she had the understanding of the duties and responsibilities her parents had. I have no doubt that her parents were amazing people, but I also wonder that since she was writing this at a point where her own independent & headstrong daughter was grown up that she may have been more gentle towards them in the retelling. I’m sure it does help that Laura seems to have had a good bit of wanderlust herself, and ended up moving again a number of times as an adult. Furthermore, even as a young bride, she and her husband experienced a lot of hardship and tragedy, including the death of a baby , illness, and a house burning to the ground.

    Learning to be eyes for the blind (including the reader)

    Another thing that strikes me in the writing of these books is how descriptive she is of the scenes. On one hand, people back then were much more cognizant of the signs of nature, and generally could name a lot more of the plants and animals around, but when her sister Mary lost her sight, Laura’s father told her that she needed to be Mary’s eyes. I have to think that the practice of describing things in fine detail to her sister helped her not only notice more around her, but also put those descriptions into cognizant thoughts and words, which would later assist her when writing the Little House books.

    One of Mary Ingalls’ books in Braille

    In the 1940s, Garth Williams was tasked with illustrating the entire Little House series. He did an incredible amount of research, meeting and speaking with Laura, using the books as source material for his illustrations, and travelling to many of the locales mentioned in the books. In 1953, he had this to say about finding the location of Laura’s family’s house along Plum Creek:

    I did not expect to find the house, but I felt certain that it would have left an indentation in the bank. A light rain did not help my search, and I was about to give up when ahead of me I saw exactly what I was looking for, a hollow in the east bank of Plum Creek. I felt very well rewarded, for the scene fitted Mrs Wilder’s description perfectly. I took my pictures, and returned to Walnut Grove..”

    (via werewolf.co.nz)

    The combination of her descriptions and his illustrations make the stories come to life for young and old alike. I’m not usually one who pays much attention to illustrations, but the Williams’ illustrations help make clear things that Laura spends time describing, such as the smoker that was built in “Little House in the Big Woods”. Having no experience myself with building such a contraption, although her description is correct, it’s with the illustration that it really makes sense. Without her description, though, the illustration probably would not have had nearly the amount of authenticity.

    These Happy Golden Years/The First Four Years

    One of the reasons I didn’t read These Happy Golden Years as a kid was because of the cover of the book, where Laura is standing with Almanzo, in a pose that is obviously of the two of them courting. As a kid, reading about the “grown up” Laura wasn’t necessarily interesting. As an adult, I picked up the book and was shocked that when she talked about “these happy golden years” she was talking about being between 16 and 18 years old! I was not mistaken that the book talks about her courtship with Almanzo, but this happened much earlier than I ever really considered. The “Golden Years” refer to a period of time in her life when her family was settled in one place, she had a good deal of independence, she had her own social circle, and she was not yet burdened by the crushing responsibility of being in charge of a homestead and a family.

    The First Four Years is a little different, as it wasn’t a finished manuscript when it was found after Laura’s death. It’s a basic account of the first four years of her marriage, and probably the start to a more fleshed-out book. In any case, whereas the rest of the series is pretty upbeat – even with The Long Winter, which really flirts with the ideas of depression, resignation, and even giving up – in general, they still have a streak of determination and hope that runs through. Had this book been finished, it very well could have been framed in the same manner, but as it stands, it begins with Laura and Almanzo’s wedding, and recounts the hardship, disaster, and catastrophe that followed them those first four years. It does serve as a kind of bookend to the beginning of the series; as a kid, Laura sees a lot of their life as an adventure, as an adult, here’s the realization that keeping going is a lot harder than it looks.

    The nine books of the Little House “canon”. These are full-color special editions, which I feel are well worth the price. The links to the individual books of this edition are linked throughout the post.

    I still believe that these books are fun and worthwhile for kids. The life of Laura Ingalls Wilder was unique in many ways, but the fact that she’s able to create familiarity with wide swaths of people in the way she writes is an amazing feat. Her writing also captures a very short, but very influential, period in American history. For those who haven’t read them, I would recommend picking them up, because they really aren’t just for kids. For those who have read them as children, there’s really a lot more to pick up on as an adult, whether you read them on your own or along with kids.

    Note on the pictures: Nearly all the pictures in this post were taken at the Ingalls Homestead outside of De Smet, South Dakota in 2020 and 2021. Whether one is a Laura Ingalls Wilder fanatic or just interested in this period of American history, it is well worth visiting.

    Amazon links to the books in the series (full color editions, unless otherwise noted):

  • Another quick update post

    Another quick update post

    My finger is doing a lot better; the swelling is down and it almost feels normal, though I have to take antibiotics for the next few days yet. I’m catching up with stuff with the blog and with things at home. I should have a “real” post up by this evening – I’m kind of excited, because my work on it now has stretched out more than a week (far, far to long, but such is life sometimes!).

    I’m also planning to back-fill Wordle solutions, if anyone is interested in that.

    Hopefully, things are well with all of you!

  • Those times real life takes over

    Those times real life takes over

    This week has been really busy. There have been a bunch of things that have needed to be attended to, and ridiculous things like losing my laptop for a day haven’t helped. Then there have been issues with the kids, and now my very swollen and sore finger (which I mentioned in the last Wordle post). It’s doing better – with antibiotics, the pain has lessened to a reasonable amount, but still with any bump or jarring harder than my finger pressing the keys, I get a nice shot of pain from the tip of my finger, through my wrist, and beyond.

    Your prayers are appreciated, as is your patience. 🙂 Thank you.

  • Wordle #411

    Wordle #411
    Wordle #411 board

    Wordle explanations are posted a day late to ensure that no one accidentally sees the solution before playing.

    Line 1: One of my typical start words. “E” is the only letter I’ve got here, but it is not in the right place.

    Line 2: Going for some new letters here. “H” and “E” are correct, but “R” is not.

    Line 3: This is tough. With the “H” in the second place, normally there would be an “A”, “T”, “S”, or “C” before it, but those letters are used. I can’t think of any “WH” or “GH” that would have a “U”, so is “RH” possible? At first all I can think of is “rhythm”, but that’s six letters… so… yes, “rhyme”!

    P.S. One of my fingers has a bacterial infection and is in severe pain, so longer posting is just not possible at the moment.

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  • Wordle #410

    Wordle #410
    Wordle #410 board

    Wordle explanations are posted a day late to ensure that no one accidentally sees the solution before playing.

    Line 1: One of my typical start words. “T” is in the word, but that letter is in a lot of words.No help here.

    Line 2: I probably should have chosen a word with a “T” in it, but “churn” served me well with a “U” in the correct place and an “H” in the incorrect place.

    Line 3: Being as there are “T” and “H” in the word, I decide to put them together. I also decide to see if this is an “OU” word, and I’m lucky on this. However, “mouth” is not the answer.

    Line 4: If it’s not “mouth” and it can’t be “couth”, it’s got to be “youth”, right?

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