• infinite

    Here we go again, another near year between posts. It’s not for want of whoa.

  • just for him

    New favorite photo — a candid shot if you can believe I’d be so blissed out on my baby.

  • labor of

    Did you know I was staked in the desert, the wind screamed my face off, I fell off the edge of the planet, I became Mars.

  • Merge

    Three months on, and I still don’t have the words. But I do have the pictures, the whole day off, fingerless gloves and a sleepy dog wedging her head in the base of the roller chair.

  • Good Night, Sweet Boy

    I consider the calculus, how many steps to the stage, the likelihood of distraction with all the crowd smells and ground noms, what if someone careens into the aisle right on top of him?

  • lionsitting

    We stirred magic capsules in a cauldron of water till they turned into foam bugs.