Sometimes, there are no words
The other day Mike and I stepped out of the house to take Gabriel for a little walk around the block. When we returned, this was on our answering machine… The first time we heard it, we were speechless… We listened to it about 10 times before deleting it. And as far as I can...
Craigslist
So if you’ve noticed my flicker stream lately, you’ve seen a lot of strange random items I’ve photographed. The truth is, my garage is overrun with junk — trappings of a former existence, apartment living, and various cast-offs that are too nice to simply throw out. The budding environmentalist in me cringes at the thought...
Bella Sings
One morning while the contractor was working, he absentmindedly left the door from the kitchen to the garage open. I heard Bella crying, and realized she was in the garage, and since the garage door was open, she could have just taken off. I quickly shooed her back into the house and yelled at the...
