The Starfysh Story: Act 1

Back in 2009, after 17 years of going down every year to treat the sick in a...


The Ministry of Showing Up

Few things are more meaningful than being hugged by someone you've helped. It's...


Seems to Me You’d Stop and See How Beautiful They Are

I sit in my green Adirondack, book in hand, but dozing off. Sensing something, I...


Why the “Y”?

Since the beginning, folks have asked why we spell Starfysh the way we do. Their...


Emergence

For as many years as the butterfly exhibit has made its Spring appearance at...


I Have Set My Sight…

“There’s a small hemorrhage in your left eye,” she said. “We need you to...


Waypoints

Speaking of places, I picked up a Garmin GPS the other day, the kind you need to...


Loitering in High Places

My work takes me to Washington, D.C. every now and again and, whenever I can, I...


How Things Might Be

The seed and plant catalogs are starting to show up in my snow-covered mailbox....


Thin Places in Haiti

We had a great time at the ballpark the other day: Tigers v. White Sox in a...