Matthew picks on me about my saggy breasts, my pencil-thin biceps, and the clothes I wear, which he claims are all various shades of gray. When we took him out to eat in Philadelphia, way back during Parent’s Weekend, he rode me into the brown oak table upon which sat my non-alcoholic beer. Well, Matt, […]
After we dropped Matt off at the Manchester Airport we stopped for lunch with the Finlays.
Six common poses of grandson Conor at 7 weeks. Pouting. Smiling. Sleeping. Bathing. Crying. Eating.
Class of 2002
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This is for anyone whose life touches a child’s. I know it’s lengthy, but worth the time spent.
I A storm of white petals, Buds throwing open baby fists Into hands of broad flowers. II Red roses running upward, Clambering to the clutches of life Soaked in crimson. III Rabbles of tattered leaves Holding golden flimsy hopes Against the tramplings Into the pits and gullies. IV Hoarfrost and silence: Only the muffling Of […]
Hey there! I haven’t been looking at the blog recently, so I just wanted to write and say hi and see how you all were doing! I have to leave for class in 8 minutes, but I suppose I can fill you in a little bit about life… I’ve been LIVING in the library recently. […]
On another subject: my favorite Astronomy Picture of the Day: but it might only be my favorite because I figured out what the analemma was myself, and I figured out that the moon would be “behind” by about 50 minutes every day myself, and I figured out that there should be, essentially, an analemma of […]
Photos taken at Flo’s.
Photos taken at Flo’s.