I don’t remember how the Christmas dinner conversation turned to the topic of my housekeeping skills–or lately lack of. My daughter spooned a little more au jus on her prime rib, the first I ever prepared–and it was perfect, by the way. “You know,” she said, “this house used to look amazing, and all […]
one word 2014
So the ice has melted, and the wind’s licking the garage roof’s snow into airy rivulets and spirals, scribbles in the sky. Large cottony balls soar from evergreen boughs. My husband says we’ll need to get my son to come with his chainsaw to cut up some big spruce branches that have peeled away […]
2013 in review: remembering to re-member
I’m ringing in the new year by remembering… MAKING MEMORIES POPULAR POSTS In Which Cancer Brings Clarity #PrayForDavid Booked: Grace Quotes How to Fix the Brokenness Haiti: When it’s Time to Say Goodbye The Heart Work of Eviction (for The High Calling) Helping a Child Transition (for The High Calling) CLASSES COMPLETED THROUGH TWEETSPEAK POETRY […]
of passings, plans, and a new word
I’m sitting cross-legged on my bed this morning. There’s a nuthatch on the branch outside the window–the window with the broad, cracked smile. The smile that D has sealed with transparent packing tape and dolloped with some whipped putty. The power line from pole to house corner sags and glistens in the sun, and […]
