Tag: Family

  • Mother’s Day

    Mother’s Day

    Happy Mother’s Day to three of the most marvelous mothers (and most meaningful influences on yours truly!)

  • Home Away

    Home Away

    Two days ago I shared a scrapbook post that mentioned our “home away from home” and that subsequently referenced Curtain Bluff in Antigua (aka Wadadli). Immediate context was this welcome letter. That welcome letter and the sea urchin test (ie. shell) featured in that post. A fragile artifact from our home away from home… […]…

  • Homeness: Sea Urchin Test

    Homeness: Sea Urchin Test

    Good afternoon. And fair warning: if you’re the linear, A-to-Z, plot-perfect type, then today’s post should be skipped. Rest assured there are more “homeness” posts in store to explore notions of home, tidier essays and poems crafted with an identifiable trajectory rather than patchwork posts like today’s scrapbook-y mashup. If you’re curious and comfortable with…

  • Placid Lake Day

    Placid Lake Day

    Ah, moments like this. A placid lake day inspiring a seasonality sing song. Lake Champlain’s surface silky smooth, disrupted only by the wakes of paddling Canada Geese. Temperatures warm enough to tempt daydreams of spring despite dipping temps (and possibility of precipitation) next week. Bluebird dome above — with just the faintest whisper of cloud…

  • Whiteout, Wife Out

    Whiteout, Wife Out

    Preparing to share the backstory of Susan’s commitment to our wild, winged friends (and he taste for adventure…)

  • Sacred Exchanges

    Sacred Exchanges

    I awoke this morning thinking about Danusha Laméris’s poem, “Small Kindnesses”, and Rosslyn. Two discrete points of reference mingling, as if in conversation. Two planets passing, briefly eclipsing, a gravitational closeness, a tender but fleeting affinity, an ephemeral communion. The echo of a question in Laméris’s lines lingers. Like a hint, a glimmer of affirmation.…

  • Sometimes Snow

    Sometimes Snow

    Such a privilege spending time in the snow, in the mountains, skiing with my bride and my nephews. Sometimes snow is a gentle reminder to venture outdoors with people who make us feel alive. Sometimes snow challenges plans,bumps logistics,and fiddle bowsanxietiesinto brokenshards of glass.Sometimes snowfalls thick and fastin the steep woodsday after daygentling rocksand fallen…

  • Carley Understands

    Carley Understands

    If you could make your pet understand one thing, what would it be? If you’ve met Carley, our almost 4-year-old, Labrador retriever, (and many of you have!) you already know that she already understands one thing, many things, quite possibly all things! Don’t get me wrong, she’s not a know-it-all. She’s subtler than that. Understated.…

  • Long Life

    Long Life

    When I was a boy my father used to remind me, “Everything has a life.” People, yes. Dogs and cats, yes. But also sneakers and bicycles. If you take care of your sneakers and bicycles (and everything else) as well as you take care of people and pets, they will live longer. This reminder, usually…

  • Do Differently

    Do Differently

    My existence, so far as I can tell, is largely rhizomatic. Not always. But often. Most often. My life tends toward a nonlinear network more than a bifurcating path. And yet some pivotal moments stand out — opportunities, considerations, deliberations, decisions, actions, and consequences — that fundamentally alter the network. Such moments, beginnings and endings,…

  • College, Collage, Kismet

    College, Collage, Kismet

    Three mornings into Bloganuary I’m starting to reevaluate the merits of this challenge. Today’s prompt is less open-ended than ideal for inspiring creative responses. But then I remembered a post I’d begun drafting (and eventually abandoned) this past summer. That 6 month old seed — quick to germinate, quick to stall — came to mind…

  • Merry Christmas!

    Merry Christmas!

    Merry Christmas from our home to yours. We wish you merrymaking, loving laughter, a banquet shared, an opportunity to cherish “old chestnuts”, and the desire to dream up plans for new adventures. This evening’s post is a kind of scrapbook collection of images from our Rosslyn Christmas gathering with family and friends collaged together with…