Blaze of Glory
The skies outside are grey. The wind blows. The leaves whirl in pale yellow and brown flurries to the ground as I gratefully curl under my warm blanket behind double…
Chunks
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More than a moment, still somehow brief
A list of things I love:
My sleeping son. Why did no one tell me how beautiful children are when they sleep? His face looks like a peaceful young god… The smell of rain on hot…
A Heavy Air Day
It’s hot. It’s been hot the last few days. But today feels different. The air feels heavy-hot today, somehow pregnant with moisture. Heaven knows what percentage humidity is on the…
Unseen Parenting
Last night my son had a nightmare. He’s been having a lot of them lately. I know it’s a phase and he’ll get past it, but those night time yells…
Bee Tongue Epiphany
Did you know bees have tongues? Today I saw a bee tongue for the first time. I know, you probably haven’t given it that much thought. I know I hadn’t.…
Transformation
I sit on my couch, looking out at the snow dusted rooftops of the city. Everything is frozen today. The last remaining leeks and sprouts on the balcony are covered…
L’accordioniste
Yesterday I came down the steps of the cathedral into a winter wonderland,my heart light from sharing beautiful harmonies. The snow was white on the ground, the air was misty…