Lily practices the piano with her teacher on FaceTime and asks if he can teach her the song River, by Joni Mitchell.
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Count the headlights on the highway
I drove into town to deposit a check around 8, Sunday morning, light fog and no one around.
Days, leaves, light
How the days unfurled unexpected and just hung there in the light.
The virus diaries
In three days Dawn and the kids had eaten three quarts of ice cream and most of the saltines.
Of fear and fascination
It is way too early in this thing for me to be getting irritable with my kids while we’re stuck at home.
The new normal
It was winter’s last gasp with wet snow in the lowlands and more expected in the mountain passes.
Jaw Rest
I looked up images expecting to see something from Alien.
The view from my window
But if you put yourself in the eyes of the audience would it change what you do onstage?
“Between thought and expression there lies a lifetime”
In the early morning before the sun comes up we sit in the dark with a candle and our coffees and ask how the other one slept. Letting the dog out and standing in the fog, hurrying back in beneath… Read More ›