Our son’s room is half packed. His door is open and he’s not here. He moves out tomorrow. Early in the morning, we’ll drive him the two and a half hours to Charlottesville. We’ll cart duffle bags and laundry baskets full of clothes and Twin XL linens to his dorm room, help him unpack, maybe … Continue reading Everything is about to change
Today is our son’s last day of high school. His car is in the shop so we’re down a car, our daughter has an AP exam and swim practice that we need to get her to, and then she wants to go to Target afterward, and he has a haircut after school. A new mint … Continue reading Hectic
You know what’s mysterious? Deep sea vents. More than 1000 meters below sea level — often more than 1 mile deep – where there is not a hint that such a thing as light even exists, where darkness is absolute, and where water pressure is more than 250 times the atmospheric pressure at sea level … Continue reading Hydrothermal worms
I don’t care about living boldly. I just want to live. A favorite past-time for my husband and me is to talk about what we’re going to do when we retire. I am eager for when my time is my own, to do with what I please. But when I think of actually having that … Continue reading I want to live while I’m alive
In February, I could not bear dark inks in my fountain pens. I wanted violet, spring green, and soft pink to write and draw with. I wanted coral and turquoise; I wanted bright and lively. I emptied and flushed all my pens, then refilled them with the spring colors I craved in the world. At … Continue reading What we want can change
I walked around the house in a wetsuit last night. The wetsuit is my latest purchase effort to welcome winter. Or at least to welcome fall. This insulated body suit will extend the paddleboarding season into November, and will allow me to get on the water again as early as March. Well, maybe April. I … Continue reading Everything old is new again
Butterfly Mind 