She asks me to knit her a pair of fingerless mitts. A special request for Christmas. I say, of course, and hope she’s forgotten about the request, hope it will be a surprise. I knit a few rounds in the morning before she comes down; I knit a few rounds when she’s recording her Spanish [...]
It’s Thanksgiving week and I feel like I should write about gratitude in some pointed way. But I’m less interested in pointed ways than those soft and cushioning. And so. The candle that flickers on my desk. I know I ought not to have it sitting so close to the external hard drive [...]
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Words of now. Freshly showered. Pink shirt. Brown sweater, wool. Pup. Out, in. Music (Christmas, because). Tender. Content. Wondering. Windy. Clouds. Some blue. Hungry. Quiet. Candle, not lit. Yarn. Gift. Desk. Clutter. Treasures. Ring. Circle. Questions. Confusion. Possibility. Hope. Love. More love. Waiting. Connection. Hesitant. Confident. Digging deep. Books. Poetry. Words. These words. Heart. Stretch. [...]
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In my November Note, I wrote to my readers about stepping away from Instagram. The abridged version for you begins by saying that it was a long time coming. The decision came after much resistance (because we are all told – whether we run a business or not, whether we wish to build an [...]
Sometimes Mondays look like autumn sedum in autumn sunshine.
It's been a long time since I've done one of these (um...last February?). Here we go. Some random things... It might be nice to try this in the coming winter months (or summer! if you're in the southern hemisphere). This video is mesmerizing. Takes me right back to my days in pottery class. Here [...]
Sometimes Mondays look like cosmos (plucked just for me) (by my favorite girl in the whole wide world).
I want to write and my hand is still.I want to photograph and my camera rests in place.I want to blend and I stand out.I want to eat mindfully and I am mindless.I want to feel rested and I am tired.I want to be patient and I am discouraged.I want to move forward and I [...]
