Aug 27, 2017
My mom says I am smart, but that I am not clever.
I am sure I am not smart enough to know what she means – but I have thought about her description often over the years.
My thinking is not elegant. I don’t come to conclusions with deft
– deductive
– Sherlock Holms-ian clarity.
I have go over and under and...
Aug 14, 2017
I have a very particular style of home improvement.
My instincts attune to the whatever is the easiest, most efficient route
And I travel that path only after exhausting every single difficult road first.
I come from a family who deeply values language and we look for metaphors everywhere
But we’ll save the obvious...
Aug 9, 2017
As I type this the tender heads of my babies are passing through the digestive tracks of my enemies.
I don’t know about you, but when I see a baby – eating it’s head off is not the first thing that comes to mind.
That is not the case for the birds near my farm.
I grow – with care and tenderness – little...