Logically I know these moments are fleeting. Sometimes I feel it. And sometimes I feel like I'm doing good just to get their faces washed and teeth brushed.
All tagged growing up
Small Things
I finished the day sitting on the floor of my kitchen eating watermelon with my son.
Birdhouses
I watch my mother painting birdhouses. These are not the simple, made in your garage or woodshop variety.
Grasshopper
Several feet away on the seawall, in the path of the oncoming tide, sat a bright green grasshopper
Evergreen
A false evergreen, plastic fake, colored lights popping in and out of existence. The ornaments of my childhood caught, exposed