Author Archives: Bill

03.14.2025 – Sunrise and Moonset

Two photos taken at 6:30 and at about a mile and a quarter into my morning run.  They were taken three days apart, the photo on the left this past Saturday and the photo on the right Tuesday of this week.  In between, of course, the dawn, as it were, of daylight saving time.

On Saturday the sun rose at 7:02, so by 6:30 early light lit my morning path.  And, yes, we had a coating of snow the night before.  The sun would not make its formal Tuesday appearance until 7:58, so there was barely a hint of any light at 6:30, save that reflected by the setting moon.

All in all, I am not a daylight saving time fan, especially since we moved to Indiana.  Indiana happens to be at the far western edge of the eastern time zone.  Friends in Philadelphia, rosy-fingered dawn spreads her light across your sky 42 minutes before we have so much of a suggestion of her arrival.

I was just growing accustomed to being able to dowse my chest lamp, switch off my light vest, and listen to the singing of the songbirds (and the honking of the Canada geese) when I was plunged back into silent darkness.  Grumble. Continue reading

03.07.2025 – Fake Praise

I was a sucker for the challenge.  And like Narcissus gazing at his reflection in the pool of water, I was smitten by what I saw.

A writer I respect, and who, like me, is generally not inclined to support the use of artificial intelligence as an aid in writing, suggested submitting a sample of our writing to an AI program for an analysis of our style.  I never should have done it, but I gave the AI program my online URL, www.billteague.online, and asked for some comments on how I write – not so much what I write.

The program said of my style in these Observations posts, “(it) is reflective, conversational, and deeply rooted in personal observation. He blends thoughtful commentary on faith, life, and culture with a tone that feels approachable and sincere…His prose is straightforward yet carries a gentle rhythm, often punctuated by a dry wit or subtle humor that keeps it engaging. He’s not afraid to question conventional wisdom or admit uncertainty, which gives his writing a relatable, grounded feel. …Overall, it’s a style that invites readers to pause and think alongside him, rather than dictating answers—intimate, unhurried, and quietly provocative.”

Well, thank you very much!  I feel affirmed, especially since Microsoft Word often tells me my sentence structure is too complex and that I might be better off choosing a simpler word. Continue reading

02.28.2025 – Eucharistic Coke and Chips

You may have read of the latest church scandal reported in the news to a church scandal loving public. It turns out that the Church of England has ruled against gluten-free bread and alcohol-free wine for use in the Eucharist, communion as we low church people call it.

My low church denomination has issued no edict on the matter, so we are free to offer gluten-free bread and a choice of alcoholic or non-alcoholic wine at our communion buffets.

It is not so much that the Church of England has some sort of animus towards the gluten-intolerant or those who for whatever reason abstain from alcohol.  It’s just that church law, the Canons of the Church of England, are pretty clear. Section B.17.2b reads concerning the elements for Holy Communion:

“The bread, whether leavened or unleavened, shall be of the best and purest wheat flour that conveniently may be gotten, and the wine the fermented juice of the grape, good and wholesome.”

The ban on gluten-free and alcohol-free elements comes right after section B.16: Of notorious offenders not to be admitted to Holy Communion. It does not say whether parishioners who sneak a gluten-free wafer or a flask of Welch’s Grape Juice into a worship service are to be considered notorious offenders. Continue reading

02.21.2025 – Shoveling Snow and the Use of the Law

It’s been a cold winter in Northeast Indiana, and though our snowfall is a bit below average, we’ve had enough that we’ve needed to keep the snow shovel handy.

As is the case in many places, our municipal code requires accumulated snow to be removed from the sidewalks in front of our houses within 24 hours after the storm has ended its dump. I’m usually out within an hour, which is not the case with many of our neighbors. It seems that some of our neighbors have adopted the snow removal philosophy we often heard when we lived in the real snow country of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan – “spring will come soon enough.”

I make no apologies for my fastidious adherence to the municipal code. Getting the snow off the sidewalks and driveway is not only the right thing to do, it is the safe thing to do.

My problem is not our snow-free concrete. My problem is my humility-free attitude. Like someone with a “Love Spoken Here” lawn sign, I use our clean sidewalks to signal my virtue as compared to my neighbors with the icy and slushy mess they call their driveway and sidewalks. Continue reading

02.14.2025 – The Life and Death of Pretty Prairie Church

The Indiana Toll Road is the portion of Interstate 90 that runs from Ohio to Illinois. For most of its distance it hugs the Michigan border. Earlier this week Becky and I were on the Toll Road headed to Chicago, and along the way Becky took the photo shown above – a little country church in Indiana about a half a mile south of the Michigan line.

Yes, it is a great photo and kudos to the photographer.

The scene and the photo taken from the Toll Road have gotten me thinking about the church.

I knew nothing about the church when we saw it on our trip. Since we got  back home, a little Google Maps investigation and search engine work has provided a bit of information. The church is called Pretty Prairie Church, and its denominational website tells us 31 people attend worship at Pretty Prairie on a given Sunday. The satellite view on the map site shows the cemetery that surrounds the church building. Findagrave.com says there are 622 graves in the Pretty Prairie Cemetery; the first burial in the cemetery was nearly 200 years ago, the most recent occurred two weeks ago. The dead outnumber the living at Pretty Prairie 20 to 1. That’s the way it should be. Continue reading