gratitude

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By marybethrew, on January 7th, 2013%

my honey and i took our second annual new years day hike, so i think it’s officially a tradition. at least until we come across a year that isn’t sunny and gorgeous on day one. we bundled up for the cold clear day, walked out the door, down the driveway, and turned onto a logging . . . → Read More: home

2012; whole lotta love

By marybethrew, on December 31st, 2012%

my word for 2012 is whole. the nice thing about wholeness is that it doesn’t end when this year fades into the next; if anything it just gets better with age. i didn’t actually write much specifically about my word for the year, but on the other hand, i was writing about it every time . . . → Read More: 2012; whole lotta love

boat moon balance

By marybethrew, on December 20th, 2012%

our commute into town from home takes 20-25 minutes, and for most of that drive tuesday night, quinn was exclaiming over the beauty of the moon (phase: boat moon, aka half) and expounding on his theories of what it might be made of, “because it seems like air, but it also seems like it can’t . . . → Read More: boat moon balance

magic and wonder

By marybethrew, on December 5th, 2012%

you get to me like old time religion did

in my heart when i was a kid

you’re sweet gospel music to my ears

know how to ease all my fears

from my heart to yours all i can say is

hey baby . . . → Read More: magic and wonder

ornithology of gratitude

By marybethrew, on November 27th, 2012%

friday found me sandwiched squarely in the center of a kitchen full of women, two of whom are older than me (the three of us singing along in four part harmony to arlo, doing our part to end war) and two of whom are younger than me (an attentive young mother who parents by instinct . . . → Read More: ornithology of gratitude

memorables

By marybethrew, on November 21st, 2012%

my mom has a lot of family photos hanging on the stairs in the house where i grew up. we painted that hallway sometime when i was old enough to use a hot glue gun to make these funny puffy fabric-wrapped frames for some of the photos. mom had wanted to have more photos hanging . . . → Read More: memorables

in your mind

By marybethrew, on November 5th, 2012%

i want to be like quinn when i grow up. i want to be able to be anything at all, in my own mind, in any given moment, just like him.

ordinary games of chess become wizard’s chess, and we are harry and ron, playing each other.

an ordinary train becomes the . . . → Read More: in your mind

attitude adjustment

By marybethrew, on October 24th, 2012%

tuesday morning after rich left for work i made tea and read the rolling stone article about bob dylan, and waited for the stroke of 8 so i could call the unemployment office without the 75 minute hold time. the way my adrenalin was pumping was like waiting for concert tickets to go on sale. . . . → Read More: attitude adjustment

some days

By marybethrew, on October 19th, 2012%

i grieve that little pieces of each blessedly unique day get lost in the way one day follows another. one night i might go upstairs to check on my sleeping son, to find him asleep in his star wars undies, having kicked off all his blankets in the toasty upstairs of the wood heated house, . . . → Read More: some days

boy wonder

By marybethrew, on October 12th, 2012%

“kinn! kinn!” were the first words out of the baby pancake’s mouth when she saw me this weekend. “kinn” was spending the weekend with his dad, but he was definitely missed by the rest of the pancakes. we basically ate and ate, and then ate some more. the next baby pancake will be arriving any . . . → Read More: boy wonder

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