~summer shorts~ circle geometry

The circle of life encompasses all, yet sometimes seems to have a frustratingly small diameter. Walking towards the Chelsea Rose to buy some salmon, my eyes glanced at each plaque lining the bay front, those on the many benches donated in memoriam, as well as the tiles cemented into the sidewalk, defiant attempts at permanence . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ circle geometry

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when i was my son’s age i twisted a pipe cleaner into a shape that represented my mom holding me. she treasured those two circles and two sticks in her shadowbox. motherhood is all one big circle: the womb, the roundness of one’s child snuggling into a lap now that he is big, but not . . . → Read More: circle