There are people who like to decorate their homes with inspirational words, and then there are people who don’t. I fall into the latter category, and one November four years ago I found out that that my daughter does, too. We were at a preschool event making a craft project—a pumpkin made of a roll … Continue reading Just a Pumpkin
First off, I must explain our early winter ritual of throwing our rotting jack-o-lanterns and spent decorative gourds and pumpkins into the wooded area that surrounds our house. The property in front of the house has a downward grade into a ravine, so to toss a pumpkin from the porch down the hill is a … Continue reading Magic Pumpkins
I am generally an abysmal performer. I say this with no false humility, as I also believe myself to be a decent musician. But the performing part—oh dear. My entire adult life I have suffered from the sort of performance anxiety that manages to wipe hours of piano practice and study from my brain as … Continue reading Performance
A couple of days ago I noticed during my commute that the fall color on the trees was peaking—it won’t get much prettier than it was that day, and soon it will start to decline. Another fall. It snuck up on me. Halloween passed a few days ago, and September and October, the months that … Continue reading Another Fall
The Domestic Wilds 