photo friday: white

May/18 By

  These are old photos, all from South Bend, with the bottom two taken on the campus of Notre Dame. They do not really fit in with the spring season

a good summer poem, now that summer is here

Jun/8 By

The Humming-birds by Amy Lowell Up–up–water shooting, Jet of water, white and silver, Tinkling with the morning sun-bells. Red as sun-blood, whizz of fire, Shock of fire-spray and water. it

statures that touch the skies

Jun/23 By

We never know how high we are Till we are asked to rise And then if we are true to plan Our statures touch the skies– The heroism we recite

comfort zone, why do i ever leave you?

Sep/3 By

  Saturday I volunteered at a concession stand during a Notre Dame home football game. This concession stand raises funds for the University Village, the community of married student families.

a new topogrophy

Aug/8 By

Outside our living room window is a long tract of prairie-like land, a view which, even though we’ve only been here a month, I’ve already grown attached to. Our walk

fat tuesday meets compunction already in progress

Feb/21 By

Yesterday evening was spiritually disjointed in a way that is becoming familiar. Being at Notre Dame, it makes sense that most of our friends are Catholic. Therefore when we accepted