Monthly Archives: August 2014

In which I am surprised to learn that I am short

Earlier this month, T. and Violet went out to the grocery store and came back with a kid’s kayak. It was cheap, it was on sale, and we already had a PFD and a paddle. You know how these things … Continue reading

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Portrait.

Waiting in line at the drug store: a maybe thirty-year-old white woman, strong local accent, two white kids five-ish, older boy younger girl, the boy wriggling like crazy. Throughout the entire wait the probably-mom’s voice remains engaged, interested, fond. “Honey,” … Continue reading

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“‘We’ll Camp A Little While In The Wilderness’, learned from Sheila Kay Adams of Madison County, NC”

All weekend Violet has been singing old old camp songs from Girl Scout camp (and the bus ride). The first one was “Herman the Worm” which my father taught me from HIS camp days. Then there was the Bazooka Bubble … Continue reading

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