It will be a different Thanksgiving this year.
Today we will be wearing pajamas to our Thanksgiving dinner. In memory of Doug’s little brother, Steve.
Last…
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Eliza took the photo above. It’s been so much fun watching her get creative with photography. At the pumpkin patch, she leaned right up…
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It was a gorgeous evening. Leaves blown into the street, jack-o-lanterns flickering on porches, and afternoon sunlight warming the air just enough to trick-or-treat.
You…
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Seems almost silly to share this week of sunny mountain-living when snow has settled in the tops of these peaks and a cold blanket…
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Wrote a little piece for Segullah last week. About our time in Key Biscayne post Hurricane Irma. Thoughts on storms, dead stars, grief, our…
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Well, Summer just kind of happened. In one quick rush of adventure and activities, weekend trips, backpacking, playing at the lake, and reading on…
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So dapper. In their matching bowties. What happened to my tiny tag-along buddies with blonde curls? In what minute did they become these handsome,…
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As I saw the full moon rise last week, I tilted back my head and sighed into the night sky. Two full moons have…
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Mom, look at your irises. Regal in their fullest bloom, leaning into the morning light. How you would love to be bent over them, gloves…
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My beautiful mother is gone. She passed away Friday, May 19th at 2:30 in the afternoon.
My heart is broken. I cannot seem to stop…
