I just found this thing I wrote a few years ago. How prophetic I was! ___ April, 2010 Today I walked to the river with my best girl’s daughter. She held my hand and kicked up little clouds of dust with her shoes as we strolled through back alleys on the way to the water. [...]
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My best girl’s daughter
Posted in let us give thanks, spawn on May 24, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
Of wings and webs and wool
Posted in around the farm, autumn, observed & appreciated, spawn, spinning, summer on September 18, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
It’s a delightful thing to see happy bees gorging on sunflowers. These pictures were taken a few weeks ago at a nearby fibre retreat: we don’t have any lambs or sheepskin rugs, and the sunflowers around here are now bedraggled from a week’s worth of light sporadic frosts. But look how jaunty these blooms were [...]
The obligatory baby name post
Posted in let us give thanks, spawn, the story of gay, with child on August 16, 2012 | 2 Comments »
As we drove home with our new tiny human, the first thing my just-pushed-a-baby-out brain picked up on was the canola fields. A solid green mass on my way into the hospital, they were in full bloom on our way home. After the muted tones of the hospital–the pale green pallor that tints everything inside [...]
Tomato glory
Posted in around the farm, harvest, let us give thanks, spawn, summer, with child on July 14, 2012 | 2 Comments »
There are already scads of green tomatoes in our raised bed of glory. And there are clearly more on the way. If all works out, we will be able to actually bathe in tomatoes every night for a week and still have enough to top our salads with. I have been dreaming of the glorious [...]
In bloom
Posted in around the farm, spawn, standing still, with child on June 14, 2012 | 2 Comments »
Sometimes things are too ridiculously magical to be real. On a warm summer night this week, butterflies danced around the lilac blossoms. This tree had nearly a dozen butterflies surrounding it, visiting the flowers and then chasing each other through the air. The scene could have been ripped off from Disney. As if that [...]
Can you spot the llama?
Posted in around the farm, goats, spawn on February 25, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
She’s in there somewhere, gorging on hay, characteristically unimpressed at the recent huge dump of snow. The goats are easier to find, since they’re delicate flowers and avoid precipitation of any kind lest it soil their dainty hooves. But this human doesn’t mind the powdery goodness that accumulated so quickly overnight: it makes for [...]
Full disclosure
Posted in mark, nathan, spawn, the story of gay on February 11, 2012 | 3 Comments »
I was 20 minutes early for the business workshop, and so was the woman who shared my access card to get into the auditorium.We had a pleasant enough conversation; both of us worked in the same field for companies in similar industries, we were about the same age and temperament… for an awkward shoot-the-breeze-with-a-stranger-you’ll-never-talk-to-again arrangement, [...]
Passing the test
Posted in spawn on January 6, 2012 | 4 Comments »
If you’re a lady, you probably know the drill quite well. Hovering over the toilet seat, willing yourself to just pee already–because isn’t it the hardest when you have to?–aiming your urine stream towards the absorbent part of the pregnancy test, trying not to get pee on your hands. It was October 24, and I [...]
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