a swoop and a dart

No one blogs anymore, I keep hearing—and in 2018, that was pretty much true for me. A perfect storm of extreme schedule overwhelm, writing paralysis because ...

We, uhm, bought some music in 2017. Somehow more than we realized, and definitely more than our last few years' totals. Does anyone else still buy albums bes...

2017 was a weird reading year for me—I actually read 38 books (a lame amount to many of my reading friends but pretty huge for me) and most likely would hav...

October by Robert Frost, 1874-1963 O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all....

I participated in another round of Color/Colour Lovers in February along with Andrea Jenkins, Xanthe Berkeley, and a whole bunch of other photographers aro...

Being a military kid isn't always the easiest thing to be. As has been discussed here ad nauseum over the years, it's hard for obvious reasons: the moving, t...

Two years ago I wrote about coincidences; because Alabama was on my mind then, I was thinking about my big Alabama coincidence. But I have another one that I...

From Some Writer! by Melissa Sweet Speaking of Basquiat... No matter how you feel about the circus, the end of Ringling Brothers is big news. I made a new ha...

Last weekend we hosted the Karahalis family and spent a good 50% of our time with them outdoors in the sunshine, surrounded by freshly planted flowers, hangi...

Recovering (sort of) from yesterday's too-busy-of-a-month meltdown. If memory serves, December 16 was the meltdown day in that month, so that's predictable. ...

A few weeks before Matt's birthday I heard a concert roundup on one of the two radio stations I listen to in the car (The Colorado Sound) and learned that Ol...

Happy Mother's Day!

Ten years of Bee.

Because it is May, I had to race from a meeting on the south side of town over to Michael's on the north side of town at 8 pm because December Elizabeth didn...

Every year Cheyenne puts on an elementary school track program for 4th-6th graders; they divide up the 28 elementary schools in town and run track meets for ...

While I'm on the subject of News of the World, here's another bit that I had to stop and reread so as to think about it fully: Maybe life is just carrying new...

tiny little flower shoots outdoor photo sessions dinner outside on the porch the smell of grills in the circle Ghost In the Graveyard games emergency-sitting...

One year ago today I sent the girls off to school, took Ellie on a quick walk, and headed for the open road on the other side of the Sandias down the Turquoi...