crimson
One of the huge blessings of this house on the lake is that it is really ON the lake. I look outside my windows into the water. It’s a good 3 feet deep at it’s shallowest. Boats once came into the area that I now sit. And in this spot I can look out and […]
this moment
Right now, what matters seems significant. SIGNIFICANT. And what people are moved to create likely reflects that feeling. That what is put out must resonate. Matter. This is what I’m getting when I peruse the art journals. All are trying to be WITH the news. To be on course. I just happen to pick up […]
chapters
Ariella left for NH yesterday. Briefly, I saw other family members who are staying there now, as they came to swoop her up. And then left. I was bereft. Ariella and I had been in this little house together for – well, since mid-March. Mostly seeing just each other. Mixed with delightful afternoons babysitting for […]
embraced
Can you tell I’m spending time with a young child? Talking about a lot the bears. Feeling close. Everything seems close now. Close to my home. Close to the ground, as I walk the woods. Close to my family, even those not physically close. How can close feel so so good? I recall how, before […]
inside the glass curtain
Yesterday, a friend mentioned driving. To another city. More than 15 minutes away. I wondered to myself, “When will I do that?” As I contemplated life on the other side of the glass curtain. The glass curtain of my reality. Inside that curtain: quieter days than I’ve lived in so long. One after another. With […]
movement
Can I say I’ve started doing art again? I was sidetracked there for a while. After my whole wrist smash-up and excitement over using my left hand and – well – pain in my right hand, I somehow went sideways. I took that pain in my hand/wrist/arm to mean “don’t use”. But in fact, not […]
remember when
Ariella and I were walking along. She was pushing Cecilia in the stroller. I had Peaches on the leash alongside. It was the dog walk/people strolling time of day: 4:30 ish. That was today. That was yesterday. That was the day before. But each day was quite different. One day, Cecilia – in her out […]
f words
okay, so this is what’s happening outside in April and we were, well, not exactly expecting it we had certain feelings you know, yeah, those kind of feelings. we were feeling those feelings because we were looking for when yeah. We were looking for those ****** flowers.
caring
and how’re you doin’? when life is going in unexpected directions… When I was in my teens, I spent two years learning to speak Serbo-Croatian in preparation for a semester in Yugoslavia. When I got to Novi Sad, I was placed with a family (grandmother and her two grand daughters) that spoke… Hungarian. Okay. So […]
tender
We’re on the swing. The three of us. Feeling – well – kind of tender. Some days are like this. And so we get up on the swing. And watch. Up high. Together. Today I ordered seeds for my garden. And stakes for the tomatoes that I’ll grow. I even researched raspberries. I’m a little […]
