Month: November 2018

My hair is getting long again. Unruly. My nails are also gaining length. This means I’ve not used my hands to garden or build. Those two things are staples and I do miss them. But there will be time for that again. I assume so, anyhow.  I’ve gained a few pounds since summer. We’ve moved … Continue reading here and now

I remembered a patch of woods from childhood. It was tucked behind the trailer park my mom lived in for several years. Carleton, Michigan, a main street only kind of town. I can still picture the order of businesses standing along it. I’m sure it’s changed by now, but I loved to run those strips … Continue reading the woods