Things I want to know:

… If every 3 ½ year old goes through a phase of DISAGREABLE that involves rejecting every choice and every option presented to him, and also often involves throwing himself to the floor in sobbing dramatics when told that those are his only choices, or even, at his very worst, saying, No Mommy! You […]

The broken fabric of moments

We’re a dozen cars back from the stoplight and we’re waiting. They’re up ahead, in the moving van. I’m following after with a car load of dogs, their tongues hot and wet, breath clouding the glass. I have the windows down. Its evening and the shadows are long across the pharmacy and the auto parts […]

A welcome

The beautiful, talented, Sam just had her baby boy—on (I believe) Bean’s half birthday. He’s still in the hospital (check her blog for the details) but doing well. If I could, I’d be there in a heartbeat. Instead, they’re in my thoughts. A lot.
Welcome to mamahood, Sam! Welcome to the world, little one, you’ve […]

Trembling heart

Sometimes my heart feels like a starfish belly: outside me, devouring the things I love. Sometimes it feels like an urchin’s purple back: a hundred quills around its pliant center. Sometimes it’s like the soft belly of a cat: turning to the sunlight, thrumming with internal delight. Sometimes it’s hard to have a heart this […]

A weekend in Quebec

Sinking into the plush down of a king sized bed. Chocolates on the pillow. Bright green apples in a black ceramic bowl on the end table. Lattes in the morning in white cups with saucers, firelight, flaky croissants and tall slender glasses of orange juice.
Walking cobblestone streets in the icy cold. Like a family of […]

Hi. Already.

Hello, Internets !

I haven’t checked my stats in so long, I believe I’ve forgotten my passwords. But I know that there are many cool people out there who come here, and some of you write me absolutely awesome emails, or send me lovely chocolate covered figs, or gorgeous photos, or cds with amazing girly housewarming […]

Because I always root for the underdog

I’m so happy Jeffery won on Project Runway! (My one tv watching obsession is hereby revealed.) I loved his couture dress, and that green striped dress with the exquisite detail. I could ever get up the guts to really let my hair down and dress my inner wild self, I’d wear his clothes. (Stop gasping. […]

Saturday Notebook

The autumnal bird migrations have begun, and last night we watched them fly across the golden sky, each bird a small winged fleck of gratitude. I am alive. Yet my heart aches at the loss, and at the wonderment of my own self preservation. Like Penelope, I keep returning to the spool of memory, unraveling […]

Friday Notebook

Know this: Your life is precious. YOU are precious. Carry the gift of your life in both your hands with utter awe and gratitude. Everything can turn in a moment. Everything.
I’m sorry I can’t write more–I’m not sure about this medium of blog when it comes to matters of deep crisis and privacy, […]

Upon arrival

Sun drunk, I remember how much I love the ocean. To be pounded over and over by salt water, to feel sand, rife with shells under my feet. In the back yard, a pond with possible alligators, ibis, herons. On the beach, sea turtle tracks like swirving half moons up the sand, marking the way […]