Emry, October 2014
This is what the living do. We want and want and want some more, and then we are suddenly satiated, and this is grace.
Riding my bike through the autumn morning, the piles of leaves damp from a little nighttime rain, or maybe it was heavy dew, the sky a brightening blue with strewn white cloud over it. A sky like that has promise. The way the light slants past the street signs, hitting the tops of the trees and letting them show off their yellows, their dusty oranges.
"Look, Mama! A jack-lantern!" cries the little voice from the bike trailer behind me, and I have to stop myself from looking around too closely to see what he sees.
After all, I'm a moving vehicle.
After all, there are cars on the road.
After all, I am aware - probably too aware these days - that grace an be shattered in an instant, and often is. Usually by mundane details - the sudden realization that the Lego guy has lost his hand and where is it? The sound of my phone ringing from my purse inside the bike pannier, the wonder ... more
Someone came and frosted the spiderwebs.Or should I say they dewed the spiderwebs.Except it doesn't sound as good.Now these someones, the ones who go around frosting or dewing the spiderwebs, whichever you want to call it, depending on whether you're in a literary or literal type of mood...Are they the same someones who put flyers on my car windshield in the middle of the night?I don't think so. Two separate job descriptions, ... more
Before we moved here, I always thought that if I ever bought a house in Berkeley, I'd want a Japanese maple. And then we found our little place. This tree is around forty years old, and nearly every window in our house looks out at it. I love how this tree visually marks the seasons for us even from inside our home. I adore it year-round, though fall is its most spectacular show.In the car, Elan and I were talking about the autumn color show that's taken over Berkeley. ... more
Spend the afternoon. You can't take it with you.-Annie DillardLake Tahoe, 23 weeksWe spent a few days at Lake Tahoe with my parents, aka Nana & Babu, my sister Laura, brother-in-law Jason and their 9-month-old son Judah.Laura, Jason & JudahJudah and Elan are a study in contrasts. Judah is a great sleeper and loves to eat. Need I say more?"Dude, can I have some of those?"Judah covets Elan's crackers.The boys are wearing my favorite kiddo hooded towels. They're super-soft, warm enough to take away a post-swim chill, ... more
Elan playing with his set of rescue vehicles: "This is a police car. It goes to the... it goes to the... camping. When we go camping, we need the police car. And this one is the ambiance."A bird is building a nest in the Japanese maple tree in our little yard. It's nice to see someone acting on my nesting impulses.Elan's first nursery school show. He was so serious and attentive, trying to get all the hand motions right, with a llama finger puppet stuck precariously on his chubby ... more
A life is lived moment by moment.This week I'm introducing a new weekly series called Moments. It's a place for me to capture all the little moments that make up a week - quirky, joyful, heart-rending, funny, enlightening, frustrating, touching... You have a lot of those when you're raising children, and but they don't necessarily make their way into a blog post. Welcome to my first Moments post, an opportunity for weekly reflection when life spins fast.Elan fell down the stairs and sported a Harry-Pottery-style mark on his forehead for ... more