The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on.We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe at the corners. They scrape their knees under it.It is her...

  Dear Springhouse community, It’s dawn as I unlock the door and enter Springhouse. I take in the quietness, the clean, orderly rooms which will soon be filled with the noise and bustle- the excitement of a new day, as parents and children arrive.  I make my way up the stairs to collect the van k...