The Wink

Pining to Pin

So Pinterest… I like it, always have. Every once in a while I see people complaining that they don’t get it. There is a lot to get confused by online, but Pinterest shouldn’t be one of them. You just get an account (if you need an invite let me know). You’ll set up “Boards”: Install and drag [...]

Shot of light

I’ve always loved light. It’s kept me company in the hours when sleep hides. It’s hidden so that I can listen in the dark. It’s blinded me with beauty on the lake. It’s shone down on us as we’ve colored together. It’s danced outside my window and made me smile. Light It’s the feeling in my heart when I let my joy [...]

Drop Off

It started seven years ago with an infant and a sitter, then there was a carpeted corridor in a church preschool, and onto a sunny walk ending at the front steps of the elementary school. The second time doing the each of those for the first time hurt all over again. Now, with Finley, we’re [...]

Rings on the tree

The arrival of this particular three day weekend came with declarations of knowing things about Martin Luther King Jr. Briar shared with me some of the things she learned, Avery piped in with other details. Finley listened and nodded, occasionally chiming in to compare it to something. I was proud of them, am proud of [...]

Eyes Slow With Sleep

I tiptoe in at least twice on either end of their sleep, I weave between three beds wedged in a room more suited to one, with shelves and drawers brimming with flannel and fairy wings on all sides. They sleep as they wake—wide open, tightly curled and impossibly tangled. The moment before I slip my [...]

Wednesday at West

Last night we had our date night at the local ski mountain. It’s literally less than a mile from our house, so it’s actually more convenient than the gym. It was 18 degrees not taking into account the wind last night. I am betting the YMCA was warmer, but to the slopes we went. I [...]

Revealing Hope

A woman I have a deep fondness and admiration for, Susan Neibur, posted something this morning that has stayed with me like a strong beam of sunlight after a swim in the cold lake. Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’… - Alfred Lord Tennyson I certainly had my share of [...]