“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
“To write is human, to get mail: Devine!” Susan Lendroth I didn’t know it would be the last letter I would ever write my Mother, that it would never be delivered, and I would not find it until four years after her death. Have you ever questioned your understanding of time? How it slips by […]
I’m listening to Fresh Air on the way up to the lake, the host Terry Gross is interviewing a scientist, Linda Griffith, who became famous for her work in grafting scar tissue shaped like a human ear onto the back of a mouse. Apparently the way a wound heals is key. Why am I listening […]
Life is always under construction, but currently so is my house, it feels as if I’m perpetually bewildered, unbalanced, on the brink of the unknown. It’s awkward like racing into the women’s bathroom and realizing you are surrounded by urinals. We celebrated Mother’s Day in our backyard this year, Nic cooked his fabulous meatball lasagna, […]
I have something to tell you that’s hard to admit, and if you know me at all, you know there is a story you’ll have to make your way through before I get to the point, indulge me. My grandfather was an upholster by trade, he was exceptionally skilled in my mind, owned a little […]
Living in the Gap 