July 17, 2020
The truck is all packed. The last load of his clothes – mostly of which he brought down from his bedroom floor (yesterday) – are tumbling in the dryer. Some final bits of his ‘stuff’ – the things he needed into the wee hours – will go into the back of his car in a... Read more...
June 06, 2020
I am an optimist. But not just an optimist. I’m an optimist who dances with hope on a regular basis. Smooshing it all together, I’m a hopetimist. The thing is, I’ve always been kind of big on Hope. And not in some sort of Quote-on-a-T-Shirt or quickly-slapped-up-Facebook-status way. My embracing of hope was kind of… bordering... Read more...
May 20, 2020
As you can see, green is happening. Also there is some purply-pink in the form of a certain rhododendron who lives just outside the boundaries of this particular shot. But that is not the photograph I want to feature for today’s Show and Tell. The one I wanted to feature comes with a certain story.... Read more...
- Lisa Dingle
Okay. Let me get this out of the way right now. I have permission to tell this story, directly from the perp. Also, yes, the... Read More
One funny moment after Jack proposed to Mac (and Mac dissolved, pretty much, into a melted snowman puddle (but recovered quickly enough for us... Read More
This spring morning I awoke to the conversations of a thousand winged beings. And as I yawned and stretched I realized… This was nature’s... Read More
Every Easter Sunday morning since First Born Mac was puny (pew-knee), there has been a rather loud and massive hunt for candy. The Easter... Read More