The four year old's favorite planets, in order of preference: "Earf" Saturn Neptune Moon Something tells me earf is in good hands with these kids. They can't do worse than we have that's for sure.
With sweaty palms and joy, I'm excited to announce that I'm finally launching my etsy shop! You are the first to know--not because I am trying to sell you anything (and I truly am not, and I also promise not to use this blog to promote the shop beyond sharing today's news!)--but because this is as much yours to celebrate as mine.
Has she fled to Canada? Is she wandering the woods of Chappaqua? Is she holed up with Richard Simmons? No, no, and *shudder* thank God no!
"On Friday we wept, on Saturday we marched, on Sunday we rested. Today we get to work. What will you do today?" - Valerie Kaur I live in the very, very Southwest corner of Florida. Not near Miami, or Orlando, or Tampa, where you might find some blue dots in our red state. No. I… Continue reading Give light and People will Find the Way.
I'm feeling a little rusty. It has been a long slog of a month, and quite a while since I've found myself in my most favorite of places: in front of my computer ready to write with coffee by my side (Cuban, my favorite) while my daughter hangs with Curious George cartoons. Nothing like a disruption to… Continue reading Whatever makes your heart sing
When a male painted bunting feels threatened it sings out a loud, clear, beautiful song from its perch, all the while dazzling in a bold palette of red, blue, green and yellow. You can do this too. When facing darkness and fear, dare to show your bold colors and sing your beautiful song. Sing it into the void. Pierce… Continue reading Be like the Painted Bunting
1. My three-year old calls ginger ale "gingerbread" soda. 2. I painted a bird. 3. A whopping 20,000 people have donated to Planned Parenthood in Mike Pence's name. You may now carry on with your Thursday.
Why has it been so long since I stood here slicing onions Breathing peppers, exhaling cumin Pausing only to wipe sweat and sing along to beebop on WEMU jazz?
Two days in a row now I've sat down in the morning with my coffee and an intention to write...and two days in a row I have decided to draw and paint instead. Either way, a very good way to start the day, and I am grateful for that! I am sure the words will return soon. I… Continue reading No words, just art
approximately how many popsicles my sick girl ate yesterday. approximately how many times we watched Curious George: A Halloween Boo Fest. approximately how many games of hide and seek we played. approximately how many times my heart soared in the midst of it all.