The August chill arrived this week. It surprises me every year. We’ll be walking through the field after dinner, and where once was all warmth, there are cold pockets of air. It’s like the cold places in a lake, defined by their edges until the warmth starts up again. The feeling of this localized chill on…
first of the month: stories of road food
Joey and I have been kicking around a dream for a while. This is what it looks like: We buy a travel plaza off the Mass Pike. A whole travel plaza, or maybe just part of one since I’m not sure if we really want to own a gas station. And let’s just catapult ourselves there,…
i do remember zucchini
I’m starting to I think I might have made up a good deal of my childhood memories, or at least built them up again from the bits and pieces I’m more sure are real. This is more present for me right now, in the deep summer which seems to do the hard work of memory making….
reads
Good morning! I’ve had peaches both for dinner last night and breakfast this morning. I’m very sticky. How about a few links for hot Thursday? Listening to this song. Thinking about families in other places. Dreaming about peaches in France. Sharing the milkweed with the monarchs. I’ve listened to this story a couple times now,…
salty pork
Hot, hot, hot. The summer has taken over. Not the lazy, unschooling, natural parenting kind of summer you might expect of me, but instead the driving to theater camp, the too-many backyard parties, the over and over up till 11 until the girls break down in tears mid afternoon and say, “I’m just so tired….
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