b ~ And time for all the works and days of hands
I realize that you probably haven’t seen much of me lately. I’ve beenbusy: driving, planning, chopping, organizing, comforting, cheering,baking, packing, cutting, picking, slicing, dicing, arranging andrearranging. Not to mention allowing myself the chance to feel like akid in summertime
b ~ And time for all the works and days of hands
I realize that you probably haven’t seen much of me lately. I’ve beenbusy: driving, planning, chopping, organizing, comforting, cheering,baking, packing, cutting, picking, slicing, dicing, arranging andrearranging. Not to mention allowing myself the chance to feel like akid in summertime
a ~ And time for all the works and days of hands
The first job I ever had was feeding the neighbors’ cats. Two cats, one week. They paid me twenty dollars, which was a fortune. I bought books. This summer T has a couple of jobs. He babysits B while I have
a ~ And time for all the works and days of hands
The first job I ever had was feeding the neighbors’ cats. Two cats, one week. They paid me twenty dollars, which was a fortune. I bought books. This summer T has a couple of jobs. He babysits B while I have
a ~ There will be time to murder and create
How to Murder Your Darlings Bring them into the world. Slave for them, overthink them, assign them duties and gestures that feel – at least to you – real and worthy. Love your story for a certain amount of time.
a ~ There will be time to murder and create
How to Murder Your Darlings Bring them into the world. Slave for them, overthink them, assign them duties and gestures that feel – at least to you – real and worthy. Love your story for a certain amount of time.
b ~ There will be time to murder and create
I have seen siblings so absorbed in their play; the unspoken agreement that one will create, the other will knock down. And so it begins. Brick by brick the tower is slowly constructed. Then quick as a blink, it is
b ~ There will be time to murder and create
I have seen siblings so absorbed in their play; the unspoken agreement that one will create, the other will knock down. And so it begins. Brick by brick the tower is slowly constructed. Then quick as a blink, it is
a ~ To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
I haven’t worn makeup since 1999. My wedding day. A friend showed me what to buy and how to put it on. Before then – probably high school. I’m not of the demographic that makeup and perfume companies market to.
a ~ To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
I haven’t worn makeup since 1999. My wedding day. A friend showed me what to buy and how to put it on. Before then – probably high school. I’m not of the demographic that makeup and perfume companies market to.
b ~ To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
They say that in Vermont there are two seasons: Mud season and snow the rest of the year. In our house there are still only two, but slightly different: Circus Camp and waiting the rest of the year for it
b ~ To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
They say that in Vermont there are two seasons: Mud season and snow the rest of the year. In our house there are still only two, but slightly different: Circus Camp and waiting the rest of the year for it
b ~ Rubbing its back upon the windowpanes
Looking back, I think there was one truth that defined my childhood: I was never able to get a dog. My grandmother always had little dogs, Chihuahuas and toy poodle mixes. Her neighbor had an Irish setter that was chained
b ~ Rubbing its back upon the windowpanes
Looking back, I think there was one truth that defined my childhood: I was never able to get a dog. My grandmother always had little dogs, Chihuahuas and toy poodle mixes. Her neighbor had an Irish setter that was chained
a ~ Rubbing its back upon the windowpanes
It’s summer vacation, in all it’s glory and gory. Yesterday we mowed the lawn. The boys and I took turns, and I marveled at how far we’ve come from a bouncy seat perched on the porch to almost-brawny kids pushing
a ~ Rubbing its back upon the windowpanes
It’s summer vacation, in all it’s glory and gory. Yesterday we mowed the lawn. The boys and I took turns, and I marveled at how far we’ve come from a bouncy seat perched on the porch to almost-brawny kids pushing
Let us go then, you and I 