Monthly Archives: December 2012
b ~ We are on holiday, in our homes!
*This last picture features a print from the talented Matthew Cordell. It reminds me so much of my own childhood, when there was time to take off, galloping through the fields. If you’d like to see this image for yourself,
b ~ We are on holiday, in our homes!
*This last picture features a print from the talented Matthew Cordell. It reminds me so much of my own childhood, when there was time to take off, galloping through the fields. If you’d like to see this image for yourself,
a ~ We are on holiday, in our homes!
Today I am warm inside my house, surrounded by boys eating potato chips and sweet bread, while the world outside freezes in glorious positions of varying decay. Today, the world is kind, at least to me and mine. I hope
a ~ We are on holiday, in our homes!
Today I am warm inside my house, surrounded by boys eating potato chips and sweet bread, while the world outside freezes in glorious positions of varying decay. Today, the world is kind, at least to me and mine. I hope
b ~ When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
I woke my husband early this morning, by wanting to hold his hand. He asked me what was wrong. To which I replied, Everything. In his still sleepy voice he reassured me that it would all would be okay. He
b ~ When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
I woke my husband early this morning, by wanting to hold his hand. He asked me what was wrong. To which I replied, Everything. In his still sleepy voice he reassured me that it would all would be okay. He
a ~ When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Poor M got into a car accident on Sunday, heading home from hockey practice. He’s fine. L, who was in the back seat lost in hockey dreams, is fine. Everyone in the other car is fine. M’s car is badly
a ~ When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Poor M got into a car accident on Sunday, heading home from hockey practice. He’s fine. L, who was in the back seat lost in hockey dreams, is fine. Everyone in the other car is fine. M’s car is badly
a ~ The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
I’ve always been a writer. Well, not always. I used to be a baby. And for a while I was a ballerina, photographer, mother of 12, cheerleader, astronaut, Olympic equestrian and brain surgeon. But none of those worked out, so
a ~ The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
I’ve always been a writer. Well, not always. I used to be a baby. And for a while I was a ballerina, photographer, mother of 12, cheerleader, astronaut, Olympic equestrian and brain surgeon. But none of those worked out, so
b ~ The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
One of my favorite parts of Schoemperlen’s In the Language of Love, was the fact that the family cookbooks lived in a drawer under Joanna’s bed. No one thought it weird or strange, it was just accepted as it was.
b ~ The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
One of my favorite parts of Schoemperlen’s In the Language of Love, was the fact that the family cookbooks lived in a drawer under Joanna’s bed. No one thought it weird or strange, it was just accepted as it was.
a ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
A friend at work asked me today at lunch whether we had an Elf on a Shelf and I trembled in horror at the thought. “No,” I answered. “I’d forget to move it. My kids would think our Elf was
a ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
A friend at work asked me today at lunch whether we had an Elf on a Shelf and I trembled in horror at the thought. “No,” I answered. “I’d forget to move it. My kids would think our Elf was
b ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
Into every young life some tragedy must fall. Mine came years ago in the form of a careless mistake. One night I accidentally tipped my open contact lens case and watched as the saline drifted down the drain in the
b ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
Into every young life some tragedy must fall. Mine came years ago in the form of a careless mistake. One night I accidentally tipped my open contact lens case and watched as the saline drifted down the drain in the
Let us go then, you and I 