Thursday, February 1, 2007 at 7:01PM When I was little I defined myself by the love I saw mirrored in my father’s eyes. I measured the depth of that love in the breadth of his shoulders, the deep bass of his voice booming out “oompah, oompah,” as he danced me in sweeping circles around our … Continue reading At least I had this much
The Long Winter
Sunday, June 23, 2013 at 11:13AM Once a year during the fall or winter season, I read Laura Ingalls Wilder's The Long Winter, her account of her family's efforts to survive the hard winter of 1880-1881 in the Dakota Territory. A blizzard cuts their little community off from contact with the outside world, and food … Continue reading The Long Winter
Strawberry Fields
Thursday, February 1, 2007 at 7:03PM Strawberry picking is a miserable means of earning money to supplement my meager allowance—but it gets me out of the house a good portion of the day. Bent over the rows like a hunchback, I suffer first from the cold (for though it’s summer, mornings take a while to … Continue reading Strawberry Fields
My beauties
Wednesday, June 24, 2009 at 8:25AM They came to me suddenly, as if called forth from the lingering aftermath of a deep dream. One of those delicious dreams that come to me infrequently in which, once again, I'm a mother to fat delightful babies and toddlers. In these dreams, the little ones are never cranky, … Continue reading My beauties