Tim’s personality speaks clearly from 1985, defiantly intelligent, a little arrogant, and anti-authoritarian. As he is now.
Trove of Clues
What My Daughter Taught Me
These are the ephemera that deserve my attention, not the dust tumbleweeds in the hallway or smudges on the fridge.
Bud Vase
Packing is interrupted by the discovery -- once again -- of things from my life, or my kids' lives. We've only lived in this location five years, and our belongings are dotted with pieces of history. This vase was given to me when one of my children was born. The doctor who delivered my babies... Continue Reading →
The Perfect Spot
My dog can't find a place to pee. It's not for lack of trying, because he stops at every bush en route from the door up the sidewalk to the grassy hill across the parking lot, lifts his leg, decides this bush or blade of grass or discarded branch isn't quite right, and moves along. I... Continue Reading →
Holidays are Joyful?
Parts of my family like each other, and I *really* like parts of my family, but taken as a whole, my extended family should just not be in the same room.
Meg Currell 