Blogging is episodic; life continues. Let us revisit some issues. Slippers. I considered them here, I bought the Glerups as recommended by Mater, Saga and
I tend to resist easy praise. When I gave my manuscript (I’ve learned this is what to call it, not yet a book) to a
You have written me such wonderful replies to Thursday’s post. I can’t reply, I am still not very wordful, but I want you to know
A few weeks ago, when I wrote that post about eating more vegetables, a reader commented as follows: I’ve noticed the same pattern in all
If you had planned to meet up at Themes+Projects tonight I am so very sorry but I’ve strained my Achilles tendon and won’t be there.
I invite you to take a deep breath and imagine a quiet world. Having done so myself, I now see two ways to take this.
I’ve started volunteering at school again, working with kindergarteners on literacy. Most of them speak Spanish at home. Some of them in any given moment
On Thanksgiving we had dinner with my father and stepmother. My sisters and brother were elsewhere. My daughter is up in the Pacific Northwest, my
This morning most of all I feel a swell towards normalcy. I grew up believing in systems, that rules were generally fair and the responsibility
Hello I have some trees and I have some dirt. This is an incense cedar. She is quite embarrassed that we caught her in bad
Am I alone, liking to wake up in the dark? I swing my legs over the side of the bed, quietly, so as not to
The past few days I’ve had a houseguest. Frances, of Materfamilias, came to stay. Time to explain that she’s my writing partner. For the past
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