Homeschool

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?

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?

Beautiful.

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.

What I’ve noticed

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

I found home.

I found home.¬† Finally. Somewhere in the fog of Tennessee’s Highway 24, or in Archery, Georgia, or in the mountains where I met with friends and laughed before heading out to race along familiar red clay trails … or in the cabin – almost to Manhattan – to celebrate one of my very best friend’s … More I found home.