From a recent Crying Season Substack >>> Last weekend we went to visit Maple in Portland for Parent’s Weekend at her school. She thought it would just be Chris and I, per the description, but she was feeling homesick and missing her b
Eider hurt his back this week; nothing to slow him down too much, but enough of something that sitting in class or in orchestra rehearsal is uncomfortable after long. I had helped advocate with his conductor this morning, letting him know that Eid wo
still a kid for a little while longer // how a teenage giraffe gets ready
I cannot quit this wood pile. It’s all stacked now, ready for the pulse of snow and ice to pull it into power and function. But right now, in a string of glowing autumn evenings, when the color leaches from the leaves and bleeds itself all the
From a much longer Crying Season installation >> Chris and I have never been particularly private about our sex life. We have tried to be discreet but we have also always lived in small spaces, very close to one another. Maple and Eider would
This fall itself has been generous and easy. As though it knows we could use a little extra time and space to make sure everything is snug before the snow. In its slowness, it has been more beautiful than I can recall from any of the handful of previ
Sometimes when I’m missing moo I think about the last day we were all in Vermont together and I took the kids down to Montpelier for some last minute necessities before driving her out to Portland the following day. Montpelier has a kinda funny
Another retreat is in the books. It went exactly as I hoped it would, with plenty of yoga, lots of time outside on the trails, warm meals shared in good company, and some nice time for relaxation and contemplation. I took almost no pictures of anythi
peek // peak It’s so beautiful here! #autumn #fallinvermont #lifeofpractice #family
Freddy had a great violin lesson earlier this week and it is 100% because I bribed the shit outta him. He has been obsessed with remote control sharks- remote control anything really- and when I saw one at our local toy shop, I began to consider usin
I met Chris on his 22nd birthday. We did not hit it off. And yet time is strange and twisting and we were dating shortly following his 27th. He moved in just before his 28th, and 5 months later we were married. Marriage was never the goal; family was
I love you. Thank you. We’re doing it. #lifeofpractice