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Niagara Falls

It’s touristy and Grace didn’t like her hot dog and Whit got a blister from walking, but oh, the falls are majestic. Their power, noise, and beauty are frankly as awe-inspiring as I had imagined.   Plus Grace and Whit got a third stamp in their passports, which was a thrill.  This summer is flying by, […]

Mothers and daughters

Thanksgiving 2002.  Grace was one month old.  Three generations, who share the same middle name.  The red hair clearly didn’t translate.  Also, Grace seems displeased by Thanksgiving. My fascination with and investment in the mother-daughter relationship is well documented.  Just last week I wrote about it for Brain, Child.  This is a long-standing interest of […]

Let evening come

Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as the sun moves down. Let the cricket take up chafing as a woman takes up her needles and her yarn. Let evening come. Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned in long grass. Let the stars appear and […]

Thirteen years

Today we’ve been married thirteen years.  Thirteen feels both not at all new and not yet very old.  In the middle.  Just like everything else right now, it seems: we are in life’s rich, heavy, wonderful middle, which can be dark and disorienting but which is also shot through with dazzling, startling joys. This photograph […]

Pathos

The slipstream of time rushes by, ever faster, and I’m powerless to do anything but float in it.  Even last week in Legoland, where I am as present and engaged and happy as at any other time in my life, I was aware of watching the minutes tumble through my fingers, of hearing the hours […]

The path to heaven

Of course! The path to heaven Doesn’t lie down in flat miles. It’s in the imagination With which you perceive This world, And the gestures With which you honor it. – Mary Oliver, The Swan

Isn’t it amazing how fast things can change?

This picture, while it is of bedtime, is not specifically related to this post.  I love it, though, because it demonstrates the kids sleeping on the floor when we visited our closest friends’ house this winter.  This is a classic move from my family, to unroll a sleeping bag and crash, and I’m quite proud […]

The realm of the stars

I want to feel both the beauty and the pain of the age we are living in.  I want to survive my life without becoming numb.  I want to speak and comprehend words of the wounding without having these words become the landscape where I dwell.  I want to possess a light touch that can […]

Proust Questionnaire

I love minutiae.  I’ve answered the Vanity Fair Proust Questionnaire before, but that was two years ago.   I love it and wanted to do it again.  Clearly some answers will never change, while others fluctuate with the years of our lives.  I would love to hear any and all of your answers! What do […]

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