Mom, fix the camera so that when I jump off the dock, I’m invisible.
Full Story »Blossoms Worthy of Champagne
The bottles arrived via UPS on a mundane Wednesday afternoon. UPS trucks rarely come by in this neck of the woods, so that alone was the equivalent of sitting in traffic in the city and watching a mule parade by. The kids had to call me out to “sign” for the package. “Alcohol,” the guy [...]
Full Story »Comfortable In His Own Skin
As if having the frogs around wasn’t enough, they came with an accompaniment. Poison Ivy. Frogs like to live in the tall grassy weeds, and there, unbeknownst to my son, was a big bed of Poison Ivy. He had marched right though the weeds, and there was not one spot of his body that didn’t [...]
Full Story »Champagne on a Monday Morning
Your spine tingles when you hear a group of people cheer for you across a large body of water droplets. Those cheers of camaraderie solidify the friendships we’ve deepened over the summer; and validate that in many ways, the victories wouldn’t have happened without the words, work and encouragement of those friends. The first time [...]
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