Wow. Growing up in my house, birthdays were a big deal. This phenomenon evidently originated from Mom’s side of the family, something Dad had to get used to early in their relationship. Living next door to my maternal grandparents and maternal aunt and family meant there was always a crowd. Many relatives situated close by equaled […]
Yesterday was a blender full of: good & bad, gentle & prickly, soft & unyielding, connection & anythingbut I had all my students in our tiny kitchen: eight bodies wanting activity, wanting participation, some bold, ready to measure, pour, whisk, handing off only when directed to those less so, but fingers still antsy for bowl or contents. Fingers […]
We are home from 5 days away. We had a whirlwind trip as usual. This time, another co-worker wedding called us to La Jolla. You may not have read my other post regarding a co-worker wedding, but I will say that I think I learned something from that experience. I still went on a dress-hunting […]
My mind is full this morning, crowded with memory, melancholy, snippets & vignettes of a long-ago life. Faces brought forward into the now, twenty years older, trapped in the what was: the Who I Was, the What I Did, seemingly uninterested in knowing the Who I Am Now, myself guarded, wary of reveal. Bits of […]
The tiny house stood finished. Tula and Suzie were enjoying the barn and pasture. Clarence and the Silver Spangled Hamburgs carried on in their ample coop and fenced yard. Fred wandered off constantly, his fine-tuned nose offering temptations too great to ignore. Mercy, our only surviving kitty was good company. The solar panels dumped electricity into […]
Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale… Gilligan’s Island. I can name that tune in 4 notes. Much of our experience at Trail’s End felt very much like being castaways on a remote deserted island. No phone, no lights no motor cars, Not a single luxury, Like Robinson Crusoe, As primitive as can […]
Friendship, getting along with others, person to person contact is a basic human need. My parents had several siblings. Most of my dad’s family lived in southwestern Idaho, farmers and ranchers. We visited them and our grandparents on vacations, my dad seeming to enjoy their company. Some of the epic discussions I mention in this post occurred […]
Raised By Wolves 