On the Threshold of a New Year

I stand in the doorway between two years. Behind me lies 2016, now in the past; ahead is 2017, still unknown. Like so many people, I am ready to put this year behind me, to slam the door and charge ahead without a thought to the past. The world is weary of 2016. This yearContinue reading “On the Threshold of a New Year”

I Look Forth on a New Year

In downtown Tacoma, tucked away between two buildings, is a sculpture of a drop suspended as it hits the surface of water. Tiles ripple out into the sidewalk. An 1891 newspaper quote about the city is written in cursive letters on the ground: “From amidst a sombre forest of firs a city has arisen asContinue reading “I Look Forth on a New Year”