Tuesday, August 30, 2016. Hello. The title, you wonder? Attributable to me, “The Oh-Oh Moment.” Poesey claims the rest. (I… Read more The Oh-Oh Moment-+++++45olllllllll+9
Month: August 2016
Sunday nights
Sunday, August 28, 2016 The grass by my Esther building is thicker than it ever has been (which really means… Read more Sunday nights
the smell of Sunday
Sunday, August 21, 2016 Hello! Mounds of laundry in hallways, bathrooms and even in the living room. Grocery bags of… Read more the smell of Sunday
Petals
Thursday, August 18, 2016. Hello! Arrival home: Midnight, amid the singing of every song we possibly could, my son and… Read more Petals
I throw like a girl.
Wednesday, August 17, 2016 Hello! Did you know that one cannot throw one flower into the waves against the wind?… Read more I throw like a girl.
Her wings.
Sunday, August 14, 2016. Hello. I am the world’s worst packer. In fact, I am now determined to create for… Read more Her wings.
signs
Saturday, August 13, 2016/Sunday, August 14, 2016 Happy Weekend! I would like to pretend that it is very, very early… Read more signs
a misty paradox
Sunday, August 7, 2016 Hi. I have grown quite addicted to my morning ritual, the walk with Wally down the… Read more a misty paradox
“Dis” that Recovery.
July 31, 2016 By the end of the week my head felt overused and my body, underused. I did not… Read more “Dis” that Recovery.
the brick dandelion 