before you start your day

open the slits in your face and start your day a lot of the trial of getting up in the morning is opening your eyes - and keeping them open. that drowsy alternate-self tugs at the slits in your faces, pulling them shut. but once we've opened them, and kept them open, our day has… Continue reading before you start your day

babysitting: a sketch

silence around the big old house except for the pitter of puppy paws as they patter their spontaneous way throughout the main level. occasionally a woeful brown eye catches my attention and a furry head is thrust behind the kitchen counter. I smile, knowing all too well that my pleasantry will not be returned by… Continue reading babysitting: a sketch