I am surprised how little we actually use cornmeal, and how only one vision comes clearly to me. My husband baking bread on Sundays to go with the soup we always have. A fragile task, to be done with a light hand...the kitchen covered in copious clouds of flour and the smell!! He wipes … Continue reading Sunday Baking
My house is pretty empty. It feels too soon to write about moving, we don't close until October 12th, but it is weird to see the house so empty. We have been packing a bunch of boxes on the weekends, winnowing out what we do not need on a regular basis. Roboticly moving boxes, hauling … Continue reading Empty House. Weather. Anniversary.
Halloween in Anchorage meant costumes worn over bulky snowsuits. It meant cold, snowy, moonless nights trick-or-treating in our protected little neighborhood. The big question was always, would there be snow? Halloween was homemade costumes. My siblings and I were hobos once. Eyebrow pencil stubble on our chins, gel in our hair and then tousled, oversized … Continue reading Trick-or-Treat
I woke up yesterday to a lovely, sunny, fall day. Those are few and far between here in our rainy little corner of the world. While drinking coffee and enjoying the view, my husband spotted a whale in the narrows. So there we were, on the deck, air chilly, coffee cup warming our hands watching … Continue reading A Perfect Day
Day one. The buses are pulling out of the parking lot, I turn off the lights, lock my door and stagger out to the car. I call my husband and uttered, "Pizza. Pizza and wine." Once home, my head hits the couch and I fall asleep. But in spite of how exhausting it is, I … Continue reading Day One
My daughter Laura, who lives in the south has been hit with thunderstorms and rain all summer. Last night a Category 4 hurricane hit land not far from where she lives. By comparison, my daughters, Sarah and Gracie, live in the Pacific Northwest and they are experiencing a record breaking number of days without rain, … Continue reading My Corner of the World