This morning Dave drove to the swimming hole. We were the 2nd and 3rd ones in the pool and it got crowded quickly. We swam, the headache that has been dogging me for the last 24-hours dissipated, and we both got into the chilly car with wet hair and gratitude. So much to be thankful … More On the way home
December 17, 2020. Yuletide. It’s gonna look a little different this year. Frank is crooning about having yourself a merry little Christmas. Yourself. Merry. Little Christmas.How prescient. Countries and more separate the kids and I. COVID barged in to make a place for itself at the table and has insistently reset both the table and … More A little different this year
Lately, the notion of writing – that singular vulnerability – has kept my pencils sharpened and papers clean – unused. Too many folks are wrestling to breathe and pay their mortgage. Too many exhausted teachers and delivery drivers and doctors and nurses and CNAs cleaning up the fallout of a “hoax” unnecessarily killing hundreds of thousands … More Little lights in the dark
How are you? Were you able to … How are you? I’ll wait and listen. You are worth it.
Yesterday, Izzy and I spring cleaned the Hobbit House. Then we aired ourselves out along a newly congested trail before returning home for a date with the neighbor kids. If you’ve ever lived in a college town apartment, you know that you’ll meet a parade of neighbors. More so during a pandemic. The guys across … More Homeschool
How are you? No really. How are you? The world has gone a little more nuts than we thought it would … or could. Which is saying a lot. A novel virus has been introduced into humanity and the world collectively holds its breath. But after leaving one growing family in a quieting southern town, … More How are you?
I tried to buy a house last week. A sweet white bungalow-ish in a nearby walkable neighborhood with a porch swing waiting for use and a need for paint, a few appliances and little more. Someone else liked it as much as I and they were able to wrap up the sale before I could … More I tried to buy a house last week
If you have lived or driven through the Midwest during winter, you may have encountered rain as ice and liquid creating a hard slippy shell over the fields. Like hoarfrost only heavy, slick and dangerous. It coats and stops everything. It is beautiful. During yesterday’s “ice day,” I realized at 11:30 a.m., neither the pup … More Beautiful.
It is early. Dark. Winter. I see the sun out the window as it begins it’s stretching salutation from east to west. A bird – maybe the same bird as when I let Izzy out earlier – is singing nearby. A bird. Singing in winter. Before the sun rises over the cold dark world. This … More What I’ve noticed
Merry merry. It is Christmas Day here in the Flint Hills of Kansas. After the big snow of a few weeks ago, Kansas has volleyed back with 53 degrees at 9:30 a.m. December 25. Izzy and I are thrilled (despite the photo). Soon, we’ll meet up with friends to climb nearby Mt. Mitchell and bark … More The most wonderful time