BARBARA’S BOOK

Publishers Weekly, starred review
"Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith" book cover with photo of author Barbara Falconer Newhall

"Any seeker of any faith will be blessed to read the words of this fine author and observer."

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Bouquets to Art 2017 — Seduced by Those Quirky, Charming Boxed Bouquets

Bouquets to Art 2917. San Francisco. Samanth Williams with Clara McInerney, Dimitri Tretiakoff created a window niche design commenting on the Golden Gate Park landscape outdoors. Photo by Barbara Newhall

I spent a glorious day at the Bouquets to Art 2017 exhibition in San Francisco, where several stunning boxed floral arrangements stole the show.  Read more.

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Autumn in the Garden, When Sensible Plants Pack It In for the Winter . . . And a Healing Ankle

Autumn in the garden where, like it or not, the seasons impose their wills on every living thing. Photo by Barbara Newhall

It was autumn in the garden and all the grim stuff that happens as winter sets in — death, rot, shrivel and retreat — made for a thing of beauty. Read more.

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The Turkeys at Our House, Dead and Alive

Turkeys at our house: live in our back yard. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Every year at this time we have a bunch of turkeys at our house. One comes in a shopping bag; the others arrive on their own two feet. Read more.

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Is That a Fibonacci Blooming in Our Yard?

By Barbara Falconer Newhall Is ours a strictly mathematical universe? Are those stems, leaves and buds pushing up out of the dirt in our front yard no more real than so much digital code, a string of fibonacci numbers? A recent NOVA segment, “The Great Math Mystery,” suggests that maybe that outrageously purple columbine blossom bobbing in a

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God’s Sin — Or Ours? My Gino Geraci Talk Revisited

a dead bird dropped on a homeowner's doorstep by the neighbor's cat. Photo by Barbara Newhall

To my mind, given our evolutionary origins, there can be no original sin. God’s sin, maybe — but not human sin, not inherent human depravity. Read more.

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Winter in the Midwest — When Trees Bare Their Souls

Tree bark with green lichen in winter. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Can trees bare their souls? Do they have souls? Does anybody?

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