There are also those days that the baby just keeps crying. And he can’t seem to fall asleep very long. And he is so tired. And you are pretty tired yourself. And those lentils you were excited about making? You burn your arm in their steam when you lift the lid. And they don’t turn [...]
After two beautiful days of Thanksgiving, we drove two beautiful hours home. The first hour the sun was setting. The second the towns were glowing. The car was so warm we didn’t want to get out, so we looked at lights for a while and then stopped at the diner to eat eggs while the [...]
That you make friends so easily.
How you love to look out at everything.
The way you like to stretch and reach. You’re a boy that hates to be confined.
Your many, many faces.
“Adam, look!” I said, tipping my head toward the living room window. He looked out, into the window of our neighbor’s sun porch where her lion of an orange cat was sleeping. “Look how fat he is and how happy on that afghan! Now THAT is a cozy cat!” I gushed. “He’s even cozier than [...]
From Laura Z.
I love talking walks in the rain.
I love soup on the stove and bread in the oven when it’s cold and wet out.
I love that this town is dripping in pine boughs and twinkle lights.
I love the crinkle sound of onion peels.
I love taking my time at the grocery store.
I love the look [...]
photo of me and t. reed by aunt gretchen
“But here I am in my life, and I know I am not here as a representative white male American human, nor are the birds and animals and plants here as representatives of their sex or species. We all have our ways, forms, and habits. We all [...]
Walking home from the library with a little boy on my chest and Little Men under my arm, I watched the geese fly overhead. I always seem to be out during the twilight hours, and the geese always seem to fly low over this town. On sunny evenings, their bellies are white with light. But [...]
The morning light coming through our bedroom window while Adam sat bent over the cradle holding Reed’s hand. And Reed cooed and squeaked away talkatively while he looked at his dad and his dad looked back and replied.
The afternoon light warming the living room while I napped with a baby on my chest, which is [...]