It was a sea of blue. Floating clouds of white. Shades of green. With an occasional glimpse of wolf gray. Today was the season opener for the Seattle Seahawks, at home, in Centrylink Field. It was also 9/11. I found myself lucky enough to be included in a trip to see the game with my … Continue reading Game on.
The water had been boiling for a time. A long time. Longer than I had anticipated. Much longer than I was prepared for. And ridiculously long for an early morning. The window pane for my ideal Instagram of camping coffee in an understated PNW mug held in my hand over a snapping campfire with the … Continue reading Thirsty work and trees
This week I've been to summer camp in North Idaho twice. Well, sort of. Last Sunday, the one before, you know, yesterday, my family and I set off in our heavily loaded PNW van for Priest Lake, Idaho. This is what usually happens by August in our "family summer planning". I look over the compiled … Continue reading Camp(ing) People
There is a valley in the deepest part Of the lonely road where we must end and start Tell me you are there and I will come to you This is where He makes all old things new He is.....He is..... Even in the dark He is there with you Let me shine … Continue reading dark light
I wrote this 365 days ago. Happy April, and may your pranks be few! I'm really a fun person. Funny, (at least I think at times), fun, almost always up for fun, love to laugh, love watching (what I think are) funny movies, tv shows, etc. and love kids because they make me laugh … Continue reading April Fool’s Day (no joke)
It is February 4, 2016. I am laminating loads of conversation heart papers for my preschoolers to use next week to give them an opportunity to work on their colors, letters, counting, and most likely, eating their weight in "Be mine" and "UR Cool". It's a very soothing and satisfying, slightly mindless activity, laminating, which … Continue reading Not In Love
It's not so much the encompassing dark. Or the bitter cold that seeps into every crevice and bone. Beyond that, it is the uncertainty that steals in with every breath and drags behind with every step. It is Thanksgiving. And nine days ago, my city, and surrounding areas, was devastated by a wind storm with … Continue reading A Disaster, Naturally