Today we sought council from an expert. A man who has taken a not insubstantial amount of time researching properties of plants that grow on the peninsula where we live. The walk-through our property was enlightening and I think that…
I wanted to write about dreams or something. I woke up in the middle of a night with a revelation that I couldn't muster the energy to get out of bed to pen down.My dreams, these days, mirror whatever…
The feeling is very much a feeling like I have too much blood in my veins today.
Heightened by emotion, I can almost close my eyes and enter those days from the distant past, however idealized by the sifting of things out of them by time and distance and responsibility.
The thing is, it became that way by degrees, and each lessening of road quality should have been a red flag, but I was confident I could make it through.
Children are chaotic. So are relationships with other people in general. Mostly, though, you can tell another adult what you need or do not need and generally get an appropriate response.
I haven't been off-road camping in quite some time, and while I'm very certain I've gotten 'soft' over the years, I think it'll be a lot of fun for the family.
What should be obvious to me now is that if I have an idea, leave the room, come back into the room, unless I've emblazoned that idea on some virtual napkin, it's most likely been replaced by a todo item from my work, my children, or my wife.