Tides + Mountains

We are traveling for break, a different kind of brain break than the February recess as we are visiting family and determined to explore in a way that we did not explore the beach in Mexico. The weather is lovely in Northern California compared to Chicago in April. Flowers (rhododendron, hydrangea, tulips, poppies) are blooming…

Sixteen Candles

I wrote this last year. I’m not sure why I didn’t post it. The ladies have passed drivers education, now, and are juniors in high school. Seventeen years ago today I was told that the baby I was going to have was two babies.   I am going to try to tell this story. Parts…

Garden – intentional and accidental

The garden report for the day includes these details: Our compost is never hot enough to breakdown seeds, and this year the compost itself sprouted. When the rabbits took out huge sections of our intended crops, we said, “Why the heck not?” and moved a bunch of things from the compost to the beds.  What…

The terracotta girl

We’ve been working hard on the yard this year. After Paris, my yard and garden felt like an unmade bed, and although I will never achieve that level of espalied and manicured plants, I thought that I could do a better job of balancing the purposefully planted to wild flower (read weeds) ratio. So I…

Sky

Yesterday we had to put down our Siberian Husky.  At just under eleven years, it seemed too soon.  She was an independent girl, always – she came to us as a rescue out of a home inexperienced in the ways of Northern Breed dogs.  She was always wary, backing away from a sudden movement, but…

An Expotition

Sunday was a treat. Instead of bumbling my way from Harrogate to York on the train, my brother met me, and we had a motoring adventure that ended for me in York but continued a bit for Matt. Matt collected me in Harrogate at 10:00 in his rented red Nissan Juke. I, of course, moved…

Cousins Gather

We have landed back at home after our road trip to South Dakota. We started on a rough note with some suspected brake problem that sent us home to trade cars. Folded like human origami we headed west. We buried Mom’s ashes in a beautiful service, stopped in Chamberlain, and ended up across the state…

Love what is mortal

On Saturday we buried my mother’s ashes. In the Catholic section of Greenwood Cemetery, we gathered – Both of my siblings, most of our children, one beloved first cousin and his sons, my uncle, and Mom’s best friends. After a week of intense 100+ degree heat, the glorious weather made the gathering a relief. It…

Blue highways

Yesterday we interred Mom’s ashes. It was a lovely service, and it gets it’s own blog post. But traveling from Brookings to Chamberlain, our destination for the night, allowed some options, all of which took almost exactly the same amount of time. We chose route 2, mostly Blue Highways. This was lovely as it gave…

Dare to Live the Life You Dream

Today we attended a memorial service for the father of my dear neighbor and friend. Phillip was 89  – he died last Thursday, and with his death the world is a poorer place, though he left behind a rich legacy of music, family, food, passions, and friends.  He was many things: a composer, music educator,…

Mom – laughing at the stars

It was a year ago today that Mom died. It’s been fast and it’s been agonizingly slow. I took today to do some things that Mom would have liked.  I listened to Stan Kenton, I went to mass, and tonight I’m going to enjoy a glass of scotch. My daughter Emily reminds me that Mom…