October 3 | Capture I spent an afternoon on death row with two lobsters. The white box marked with an ominous and unavoidable “Perishable” sat in my hallway. As far…
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October 2 | Family She is hanging upside down, Spiderman style, from the ceiling handle of the minivan. Her brand new shirt has already been baptized with red lollipop smudges.…
Magic exploded out of the milkweed pod. A white fluff of fairy hair attached to a single seed. The filaments trapped the thought of a breeze and took off, sparking…
This town in Provence hunkers behind golden walls, it’s streets leading toward a cafe- and boutique-studded heart like some inverted compass, beckoning us in from all points. This town in Provence…
A report card: Third week of first grade, first full week of preschool. 19/20 on the spelling test. Self-portrait created with some semi-identifable body parts. Yoga class attended (headstand progress…
Al fresco dining at Pusadee’s Garden | Teas and Scones at Anchor and Anvil | Farmer’s market apples | Coffee date at 21st Street Coffee September, you sneaky month you.…