brimming memories
When I was a child, my mother and her best friend were rubber stampers who introduced my sisters and me to the loveliness of Color Box...
May 13, 2017
altogether all together
quick to listen, slow to stampede gently growing understanding hearing narratives other than our own love to demonstrate, beliefs t enact...
May 10, 2017
dusty corners
Do you ever have days where thoughts and ponderings seem to float up from dusty corners or beneath bed frames as if they've been waiting...
Apr 18, 2017
tastefulls
Growing up, our meals included Japanese rice on the side of everything. Though our cabinet shelves were filled with chawan bowls and our...
Apr 10, 2017
tids and bits
When I was a small child, my mother needed to pick something up at our local fabric store. While she shopped, my sisters and I explored...
Apr 5, 2017
expansively
We drove the winding road, marveling in sisterly fashion with every turn. And when we had found our spot, we set out on foot until all we...
Mar 26, 2017
