Russellings of the Spirit

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  • Block Party Confessional

    Joan and I went to a block party last week. The party wasn’t technically on OUR block. But someone on that other, partying block was kind enough to invite us. It was a nice event featuring grilled goodies, a potluck… Continue reading

  • Mine/Not Mine

    After enduring the rigors of this move, I no longer feel quite so smugly superior to those squalling seagulls from the Finding Nemo movie. Do you remember them? These were the seagulls that swarmed around any discarded morsel of food… Continue reading