“Stick your head through that wall,” I command a child. Seems right for this place. This place is a Roman amphitheater. Site of gladiatorial battles. This place is Arles, France. …
Category: <span>Thoughts</span>
Once upon a time I kicked the bad habit of teeth grinding. But now the clench is back. And with it comes the threat of receding gum lines, ear aches,…
If you’re reading this post, I’ve caught you. You’re a reader. You can’t help yourself. You read the back of cereal boxes. The bottom of Kleenex boxes while on the…
We see it first accumulate far across the marsh where the bright green spartina grasses get bisected by a harsher muddy green of live oaks and pines. We see it…
I have this moment to sit at my desk while my children are allegedly tucked in their rooms for quiet time, although I can hear the chatter of small voices…
He’s the designated spider-killer, steak-griller, water-bottle-in-the-middle-of-the-night-filler. His tickles elicit the deepest belly laughs, his waffles warrant licked-clean plates, and his arrival home at the end of the day draws children…