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  • This Is 55

    After My First Mountain  There is nothing to do except brace myself.  It’s so cold.  I’m so sick of this wind.  It isn’t just blowing—it howls, whistles, whooshes, then slaps the side of the… Read more

  • Zoo Babies and a Happy Sunday

    Wow! I just realize it’s 9:30 AM already! I wonder what time I woke up? Must have been close to 9:00. When I walk into Jack and Fiona’s room, they… Read more

  • Transitions and Total Communication

    Peppa Pig on the T.V., Jack and Fiona watch with earnest while they eat their breakfast. I sip on my second cup of coffee; too sweet, a bit cold. Rain… Read more

  • FIONA’S Rights!

    Last night I see the moon, it’s big and bright. Beautiful. I have put the babies to bed and finished cleaning up. I’m relaxing on the couch, reading and writing… Read more

  • THE MOST effective educators children have, or will ever have, Parents.

    “I’m going to get the mat, it’s in my room” I say. Fiona repeats “The mat” several times. She doesn’t have her hearing aids in. I try to sign “I’m… Read more

  • From this day forward, I will not cave to Undue Demands!

    I don’t mind if you watch TV, this thought flashes through my mind as I sit at my laptop.  But I don’t turn on the T.V. yet. “Mama, look at… Read more

  • Fish Sticks and French Fries

    I go downstairs to check on Jack, it’s 5- something Saturday afternoon. I’ve got fish sticks and French fries in the oven. I walk in Jack’s room and he’s lying… Read more

  • I called myself Mom for the first time I owned it

    I notice the sound of my hands on the paper as I smooth down a piece of collage. So quiet and peaceful. After days of no break, no studio, no… Read more

  • A Sunny Panick

    Afternoon. Monday the 30th of December. Studio. Painting. Just wrote a piece about how I’m “Feeling”, politically. Can’t publish it. I’m scared. Scared of a police state. Loop in my… Read more

  • Erasing Us

    Everything is quiet now, except the sound of an airplane, a few construction projects in the neighborhood, trucks fixing a mudslide up the hill, the clank of bottles being dumped… Read more

  • World Spinning

    Studio Day. Extremely grateful for studio time. Got a lot done, had fun. Day’s from the first line. On to the next line. Bang bang bang the guitar. Scream. Paint,… Read more

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