Memories

For Roswell, and for Spanky. RIP.

A friend of mine is being buried today. I could not make the funeral and I am sad about that. I know that there are others who couldn’t make it either, but that we are all there in thought and, some of us, in prayer. Charles (we all called him “Spanky”) was not a close friend, but he was a… Read more →

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Taking Off the Training Wheels

In all the school speech hubbub of yesterday, I didn’t get around to posting what I really wanted to post: My baby boy learned to ride his bike without training wheels yesterday. My mom told me that I started wanting to learn to ride my bike at age four. She said all the older kids were riding theirs, and I… Read more →

Don’t Mess With My Tutu

Things here in Dogwood Girl world have been a little wild lately. This whole year has been a roller coaster, but the commencement of school has really amped up our schedules. Oddly, though, in the midst of all of the rushing around to practices and stores to find shoes and helmets and gloves and bats and tutus, there have been… Read more →