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“You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It’s just matter of paying attention to this miracle.” ~ Paulo Coelho Living with a preschooler makes it easier…

When I think of the effort it took to extract myself from group-think and learn to evaluate all the information, rather than only considering that which reinforced the group’s position, I consider my daughter and her development. How do I teach her that she does not have to feel guilty for thoroughly considering information available to her, and coming to a different conclusion from me?

I stalk the light, and the world fades away. There is only this moment, this camera, this flower, this light. Which camera? Irrelevant: an old beater, camera phone, DSLR… it doesn’t matter. The flower – deconstructed petal, stamen, line, curve, color. I capture the light,…

Can you believe the leaves are turning already? It doesn’t matter how hard it is for me too keep up; change is constant. To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.                …

A year ago I was blissfully ignorant A year ago my baby was still a baby, and I was just a new mom trying to do it all A year ago I was clueless that something was trying to kill me A year ago I…

No, the house piper is not playing tonight; it’s been a long time since Aaron has had time (and a decent location) to do any serious practicing on his pipes. We’ve been so busy lately, we completely forgot about Burns Night, and didn’t make any…

I see the smile in your eyes
when you see my belly
strangers fall over themselves to get the door
my husband holds my hand as we cross the street
then doesn’t let go

cardboard, tape, knife sharpie; colorful life packed in brown boxes Not that I didn’t have enough going on what with the pregnancy and sinus issues and papers due at school, but I just thought I’d let you know that we’re moving this weekend. Yay! Really,…

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