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I remember Lent from my childhood. A small monastic inclination in the day-to-day, a paper bag in a cupboard with candy deferred, and a cloud of not understanding that I liked. Here’s how it showed up this year. . . All the best in your preparation. . David...

Some red splotches, some red shoes…go figure. . . . But this story doesn’t end with murderous dreams. It switches to separate events and a confluence. . “Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.” Iris Murdoch . Thankfully there are exceptions. . David...

People often ask me what it’s like to live/work in Kenya. It’s not so much “like” anything else that I know. And mostly it resists adequate verbal explanation. So in the interest of showing rather than telling, I thought I’d let you in on what we did when we needed…...

A good party is something to look forward to. A great party may need a few years build up. Last Saturday we went from Beautiful Dreamer to Camptown Races. . Here’s to the music lover in all of us, . David...

Zurich Airport – 6:30 am . I am certainly the only person, this darkest morning of the year, in flip-flops here. Though I have added socks as a warmth and fashion upgrade. Last night, even though I was about five miles closer than usual, I missed the solstice lunar eclipse.…...

It’s hot here. Really hot in the afternoon. And it’s dry. The Fall rains skirted Athi River. But it’s also December 6th. And here as elsewhere, that means it’s time to start memorizing lines and rehearsing the Nativity story. I happened into this in the boys’ house today when I…...

Some stuff you can do here that you can’t do there. Hetero men can walk hand-in-hand here. You can pile in the back of a pick up with ten of your friends and go for a ride. And you can put finger to nose without fear of a Seinfeld bust.…...

Hello All, Life is settling into a rhythm here. School, homework, meals, domestic chores, singing, skullery, and skullduggery. Here’s a little look at some pysical activities one fine late afternoon. You might want to do some stretching before you look so you don’t strain something. . . If you see…...

Sometimes the rhythm of days really feels like rhythm, something you could dance to. It doesn’t hurt, I suppose, when there are a bunch of ready dancers at hand, for whom a day is a world. We’re lucky here that way. . . . Bobby Freeman’s, “Do You Wanna Dance”…...

The kids started school Monday, a little later than the rest because of the discomfiture of the recent events. But they were fired up. Decked out in their very smart Mutungoni Academy uniforms, they looked a lot like future leaders or astronauts, or whatever it is that young kids with…...