{my topography}

The shape of daily life.

Love is…

In the atmosphere above the sun
the sky is dark and stars whirl.
From there love scatters earthward
arcing the distance between the divine and us,
–and I am drenched with it.
In the way my small boy,
newly walking, curls his fingers
tightly around my hand
and together we cross the room;
or the way my man
cups my face in his hands, still […]

Self Portrait Tuesday: All Of Me # 2

When Bean was napping and the light was good I grabbed my camera and started making faces. Not my usual camera faces—but the ones I really make when I’m animated, or angry, or being silly. The ones that the muscles in my face revert to unconsciously—the expressions that I know the FEEL of, but not […]

Inspiration Monday # 1

My inspiration for this week comes from:
Irene, who made this precious hat for Bean’s birthday (on Thursday), and this lovely neckwarmer for me.
Her way of writing—almost prose poetry—is so subtle, so full of emotion, that it always hits me right here, in my heart; makes me breathe deeper, makes me linger over her […]

A long day


Yesterday, winter festivities

I love living in a place where instead of complaining about the cold, people celebrate it for a good cause. There was hot coffee to be had amidst the revelry, as groups of costume clad folk made their way down to the water and JUMPED IN. There was whooping and gafawing and general yodeling […]

Back to the usual mess making

Last night before I put Bean to bed I took out the new finger paints I’d bought and put paper down on the bathroom floor. Bean was so excited: alternately squealing with glee and furrowing his brows in concentration. He made it a full body experience, of course—and then I plunked him straight into a […]

She’s okay!

She is okay. Home from the hospital with several bruises—but she was cracking jokes over the phone. She has always been like this—somehow upbeat right in the midst of adversity. When she was little every picture she drew had a sunshine in it—always, and she’s like this still a little—though I’m sure she’d be the […]

Unexpected

My sister was in a car accident this afternoon, and I’m here, half the country away waiting for any news—there isn’t much yet, she’s in the hospital and her husband is trying his best to hold it all together while fielding phone calls from us and trying to get permission to see her.
Up until […]

Notes

I wear my shearling mittens and step out into the night. I need some time away from the house; from the repetition of the too-small space of the apartment and the constant narrative of things I need to do.
The cold air hits my face and make my teeth ache. On the sidewalk, a dusting of […]

Clutter

February always gives me cabin fever. It is that month before anything noticeably spring-like happens: before buds swell or mud arrives—but after the magic of winter has worn off somewhat; when it just feels cold out no matter what, and all the stores rub it in by displaying only flip flops and little skirts (this […]

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