The empty eggshells we found today make me sad. Kids All grown up. Parents still here, thank God, but the seasons seem to be speeding up, and I don’t like it. We lost an anchor tenant in the neighborhood last week. My friend who lived…
Early morning in the Grand Tetons. Very quiet. Slightly smokey. Little quakes here and there. From here, on to Yellowstone. For the next week I have the uneasy feeling of being a lobster on top of a gigantic pot about to boil.
Somebody in the neighborhood is cooking bacon. Or is it pancakes? Or maybe a dead chipmunk? Whatever it is, it is very interesting and tempting, but not worth getting up for. I love to watch the girls. They are endlessly entertaining. What I imagine they…
Porch Chronicles 