Laura and I and a Ferris Wheel Laura had an emergency at work that morning, but first we–she and her husband and I– took a spin on a giant Ferris wheel, once known as a “pleasure wheel,” but today a playdate wheel. We went up, up, up… but at the top, just before the descent, […]
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 13 (Still Saturday)
Stuffing life with more things and distractions makes time feel shallower not deeper. ~Judith Shulevitz as quoted by Laura Boggess in Playdates with God: Having Childlike Faith in a Grown-up World Word Count: 13 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness, Sandy Welcome […]
One Less Word For Lent 2015 – 19 (Still Saturday)
Take note. “There is holy in the everyday moments . . . “There is resurrection in the hallowed corners of [your] life.” Word Count: 19 ~Laura Boggess, Playdates with God: Having a Childlike Faith in a Grown-up World All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness. Sandy […]
Playdates with God: Hayride
I walk the plank into the front wagon and weave my way through knee-high drifts while I try not to step on other feet or legs. D and I find our spot and lean back against the straw-padded side. We pile more straw over our legs and then lay a blanket over that. The green […]
Still Saturday: Finest of Wealth
We are stretched thin–to the point of translucence. Hold me up to the light, and I will disappear. All you will see are the things I do. I need more Sabbath keeping than moments snatched here and there. Those short patches of peace have begun to feel like stealing time. So, I let the […]
Playdate: When We Remain
“Do you want to eat there? They have a cafe.” He stops, backs up, and turns into the long drive to Sandhill Crane Vineyards. I’ve never eaten at a vineyard before. I don’t remember visiting a vineyard. We did drive north across the Golden Gate into wine country on our honeymoon, but I don’t remember […]
Playdate: Where I Am
I wake up while it’s still dark. I reach to my right. My fingers encounter only the widening hole in the sheet. I need to buy a new set today. This is the second time it’s happened. How does a vertical sheet slit start and expand under my husband’s back anyway? What does he do […]
the geography of memory: saving scents to save sense
… memory isn’t an arm or a leg, to be controlled at will. Sometimes a memory leaps like a big playmate who hasn’t booked a play date. It won’t take no for an answer. I try to sit with it. I try to give it my attention. Then later, when I call, it won’t […]
leaning into the winds of change
White waves roll across the field, and cyclones swirl from the surface. The feeder’s are a’flurry, and the windows thunk more often as the birds bounce off them. Everyone’s talking about the weather. Janice Dean of Fox News says she’s never seen anything like it in all her years as a meteorologist. But I remember […]
about school shopping and santa
Neither Abby nor I feel good, but summer’s winding down, and we’ve set this day aside for shopping. Time to hit the “cool” stores and try on some “cool” clothes in order to be “cool” during that first week of school. Time to watch mother and daughter do battle between fashion and practical, between appropriate […]
