Under the Castor Oil Tree
Wednesday, March 31, 2010

you think you should be a priest...think again!

›
I would have been a writer and a professor of American Literature today if I hadn't let God get all enmeshed in my life. I was following...

spring

›
I know others who look to the crocus or daffodils, but not me. I never been accused of being terribly attentive, yet I notice it. But there ...
Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Laughter

›
Laughter.... That's what is overwhelming around St. John's--we laugh about almost everything...well, 'everything' and stuff ...

Grief

›
My dear friend Malinda is coming to my last service at St. John's on April 25. I told her to vest, because she is much loved, having bee...

Rainy

›
My daughter found a parakeet on the streets of Manhattan one morning a couple of years ago. She was green and drenched by rain. So Mimi caug...

slacking off....

›
Someone reminded me today that I haven't been blogging for a while. Truth is, I forget about it and need someone to remind me. So, I...
Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Time to go....

›
I heard on the radio and read in a newspaper about a guy in Texas who killed his neighbor's buffalo herd. The buffaloes, 41 of them as I...
‹
›
Home
View web version

About Me

Under The Castor Oil Tree
some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.
View my complete profile
Powered by Blogger.