Things I Like — Early Mornings
The space between dawn and Doing Things is exquisite. Same with a toddler. Post-nap snuggles are particularly precious. You know what screaming and banging are to come when they remember their faculties. Here, in the liminal place, you can both just be soft. I don’t like to talk in the morning, will actively avoid people. … Continue reading
Things I Like — Dappling
Dappled things speak of peace. The warm flank of a milkcow. The fuzzy mottle of a black and white bunny. The mix-and-mingle of light and shadow streaming through an apple tree in full bloom. My favorite: the shimmer of refraction skirting a pool floor or sand bar, twisting tendrils of brightness against the cool depths. … Continue reading
Things I Like
I sat on a broken piece of seawall this afternoon pondering the universe and sailboats. These little moments of peaceful contentment are possibly the best thing about being alive. Why else do we spend all our time trying to attain inner peace and be happy and make room for doing nothing with all the busyness … Continue reading
Kitchen Tour
I love our apartment. I love it hard. Even if we were millionaires I’d be hard-pressed to change much about it (excepting of course my burning desire to build a terrace hanging garden and outdoor cafe seating area on the back deck. THAT I will splurge on as soon as I am able.) Our apartment … Continue reading
Best Ever Cauliflower Curry (No, really)
Cauliflower was on clearance and lo, a miracle was bestowed upon us. Sarcasm aside, cauliflower has some image issues. It can be delicious but it’s too starchy for most go-to veg jobs and too veg-y for those diet listicles that always turn up around New Years: “replace shredded cheese on your favorite dish with crumbled … Continue reading
Adrian.
Last summer, when we’d only just arrived, I was out exploring our neighborhood one afternoon and realized I needed to buy bread but didn’t have my wallet. I turned back toward home to grab it and on my way a kid — maybe late teens or early twenties — stopped me outside our L station. … Continue reading
Eighteen Months
We married early in the morning. We’d waited so long. We wanted to be married that day, not fritter it in hazy preparation. And anyway, I was never one for elaborate hair-dos and make-up. We rose early, in the quiet of a sleepy lakefront village. All the tourists had gone home for the season. He … Continue reading
Saying It
Sometimes the right words illuminate the ineffable, sharpening my deepest eyes. But sometimes words are blunt tools dulling the sky with clumsy half-formed shapes. Lately it’s the latter. So I haven’t been writing much. Sometimes life is too big for words I guess. I’m on a new, scary exciting path. It fills me with hope … Continue reading
Entering Day 3 of Virulent Illness. I find, more often than I’d like to admit, that sickness strikes when I most need it. An imposed hiatus of silence in which the deeper, whispered truths of myself cannot be drowned out by commuter’s road rage or a long list of To Dos. Even if they were … Continue reading
Audacity, Self Awareness (& Basketball)
In 7th grade I played intramural basketball. Being a late bloomer in 90% of human functionality, namely anything which wasn’t purely cognitive and especially anything requiring social skills or awareness, I played basketball like a child. At 13, I didn’t care who was watching, or if my jersey was lumpy. I didn’t care if the … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 