
Field Notes: Awake and Waiting
Tonight my night-blooming cereus erupted — big white fragrant flowers on a scrawny stick of a cactus that hugs the bark of my oldest acacia.
Where climate science and moral courage meet
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Tonight my night-blooming cereus erupted — big white fragrant flowers on a scrawny stick of a cactus that hugs the bark of my oldest acacia.

My daughter, M., texted me a video link this week along with a short, sweet message.

Somewhere in America, a sustainability officer is editing a report.

CONQUES · 2021

In 2021 I carried the Magnificat up the Camino and lost it. In 2026 I carried it again. This is what changed in between.

Forty-seven years ago I rode through this landscape on a bicycle, deciding what to do with my life. Last month I came back to the river with water from Tucson.

I carried three ounces of water blessed at St. Andrew's from Tucson to the Mediterranean, and poured it into the sea as a prayer for those who cross. A second pour, in France, is still to come.

Conques.

Science as covenant — and what it means to rend it

Maundy Thursday, St. Andrew’s Episcopal Church, Tucson