Little Lion Part 4

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Little lion wakes up next to me every morning. His little body curls into mine just like the day he was born. I still remember that day. How I carried him to my bed, an hour old. How he tucked himself into the crook of my arm. It was like we’d known each other for a lifetime. I knew how to carry him. He knew how to fit. Four years later and Continue Reading

Roll on, Roll on

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I barely blogged at all while we renovated our house. We were squashed into one corner of one room while the rest of the house sputtered noise and paint and dust. Not surprisingly, my head turned into a strange mushy substance. Unable to utter cohesive words, let alone write them. I can't adequately describe how we lived. Bring on the photos Continue Reading

Follow The Road

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Follow the road to where it catches the crisp curve of morning, easing to the right. Turn down the narrow lane, fumbling over gumnuts through the veil of dizzy jasmine. At the brink of the creek, take the widening path, past the old sad willow crying at the foot of the hill of praise. There you will find a holy breath in time. Where your heart Continue Reading

Pluto

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For a year or two now my girl and I have been doing the "I love you all the way to the moon..." thing. You know, the tender bedtime whisper or the exuberant cuddly squeeze. Though very soon it was clear the moon was not enough, so we branched out to the planets. We got further and further out, until eventually we ran out of planets. What do you Continue Reading

Ten Years

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Ten years ago a bride woke up on her wedding day with a bruise the size of a grapefruit on her fore-arm. It was green and unsightly, but the long Juliet-sleeves of her wedding dress covered it up nicely. She thought the bruise was odd, but she soon forgot about it because she was about to step into the happiest day of her life. And it was. It was Continue Reading

Little Lion Part 3

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If he was born a girl, his middle name would have been Honey. But he wasn’t a girl, he was boy. A boy with the look of an ancient soul. He was beautiful. And he arrived into the world roaring like a lion. He roared for a year. Then he bounced and leapt for another. He was so quick, and I was slow. Catching and holding the little lion wrung me Continue Reading

I Won’t Forget September is Your Birthday

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My grandma was like a warm spring breeze. So refreshing and always ready to caress you. She would greet you at her front door with a trademark ‘Hull-ooooh!’,  followed by a squeeze so tight you almost felt your lungs would never recover. I adored being swept up in that exuberant love. The day my grandma died I said, “This morning the world seems Continue Reading

Early Morning

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Early morning. His tiny hand finds mine across the bed. He holds it gently. "Mama". I'd like more sleep, but we get up. Just me and him. Taking little steps downstairs. He hops on to my lap and cuddles in. I plunge my nose into his snowy hair and breathe it all in. He asks for milk, and he cuddles in even tighter. The way he forms a Continue Reading

The Pancake Artist

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I am married to a pancake artist. Like many dads, he likes to make pancakes for his kids on Saturday mornings. But lately he doesn’t make just your average pancake. All sorts of shapes have been adorning the plates. Cats, rabbits, dinosaurs, ninja turtles. Shapes designed to put smiles on our faces. A few weeks ago we were impressed with Continue Reading

Radiance

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I'm a  lover of  sunlight. The way it illuminates the details. The way it heals a broken spirit. The way it arcs across the earth, into fields, into houses, into windows, into hearts. I never tire of observing it. Maybe that's why I'm a writer and photo-taker. I'm on a neverending quest to capture the light. I wrote about light in a post Continue Reading