surgical wing

I wrote this a while ago, but I was just reminded of it today, so I pulled it out of the file folder and put it here. The hospital is a strange place to me…

your being

I remember certain features of the night you were born with complete clarity. I know the view our hospital window faced; I remember we went to get ice cream earlier in the day; I remember…

excursion in uncertainty

Anna and I went out into the mountains on Sunday, the first weekend in May as a big thaw transpires. Last month was dry and warm, and even though there’s still plenty of snow yet…

remembering Maggie

There’s a lot going on these days: pandemics and earthquakes and societal collapse and generalized widespread anxiety. Also, online homeschool. But there’s been this other dark cloud in our home for over a month, and I realized a while ago that I wasn’t making progress on any other writing because I really needed to write about my dog.

It’s hard to write and re-write something that you know you’ll never get right.

college bound and simple truth

Yes, perhaps it’s true that this is all good indication that we’ve “done an amazing job” and “this is what she’s meant to do” and, maybe even we’ve “been preparing for this moment” though I…

getting back on

Today, Grace got bucked off her horse; and then she got back on again. I wouldn’t put so fine a point on this except for the fact that it’s kind of a big deal, falling…

long leads, small miracles

As I approached I could see the long lead stringing from Grace, semi taut like the line of a kite that was gracefully swaying across my horizon. Except it wasn’t a kite at the other…

community gardening

Instead of the “community supported agriculture” (CSA) program that we usually sign up for during the summer, which would have supplied us with a weekly basket of local, seasonal vegetables, we opted for a slightly…