So now my four tomato plants are producing like mad, and I’m faced with the problem of what to do with all these tomatoes.
Debra RienstraJuly 31, 2021
About a month ago—I’m not saying it was on Ash Wednesday, but it might have been—I downloaded the TikTok app on my phone.
Debra RienstraMarch 13, 2021
Let’s test your reflexes, shall we? Oh. Oh my. Are you feeling numbness or tingling in your extremities? Um. I guess I’m kind of feeling numbness everywhere.
Debra RienstraFebruary 13, 2021
What does it mean, I wonder, to encounter a burning bush, flaming but not consumed, and hear nothing? Beauty manifests God, but what if God does not call your name out of the flames? Only silence. No appointment with destiny. You admire for a moment…
Debra RienstraOctober 31, 2020
At one point, Trevor was down below looking for his GPS, foolishly leaving Ron and me in charge. Well, here comes a gust of wind. We immediately started rounding up and almost burying the rail.
Debra RienstraJune 13, 2020
Meanwhile, healing takes a long time, and the first stages look like a mess. The grasses are scruffy, the trees old and some dying. Windthrow and snags are a key part of a habitat in equilibrium anyway, but seeing them on a golf course makes…
Debra RienstraMay 16, 2020
Can we enjoy the process of puzzling things out when we’re not sure, at the end of it, that there’s an answer?
Debra RienstraMay 1, 2020
You may be surprised to learn that I am of royal blood. I’m serious. Through my father’s side, I can now trace an ancestral line back to Edward I, king of England.
Debra RienstraDecember 28, 2019
