By the end of March I’d started taking Ginger on daily walks up the trails near my mom’s house in Germany. There were two sets of trails, but I didn’t know what they were called so I referred to one… Read More ›
And I thought back to when I was 19, and what I could remember of that: The Cure had released Disintegration and a roommate had the CD.
In three days Dawn and the kids had eaten three quarts of ice cream and most of the saltines.
It is way too early in this thing for me to be getting irritable with my kids while we’re stuck at home.
It was winter’s last gasp with wet snow in the lowlands and more expected in the mountain passes.
I looked up images expecting to see something from Alien.
It is a small but very precious part of me hanging in our front window.
Lily, born today and growing up in that little house in West Seattle behind the Sub Shop #9 and the corner bar we never once visited, Chuck and Sally’s.
The awareness of how different it is here than in my neighborhood in the suburbs.
It’s a game where there is no winning, only the joy in the odd and unexplained.