I am in here.
Time moves differently in Boulder — more lazily. Or maybe it’s just me that’s more lazy. Here it is, lunch time and I didn’t even realize. Business headlines are all that’s in the newspaper today.. Celestial Seasoning’s income is up. Stuff like that. And the ozone layer seems to be recovering. We’re just living on … Continue reading time in Boulder
I’m none too sure how a brand-new tube of toothpaste ended up entangled in our bedclothes, and frankly am none too eager to find out. Though I think it has something to do with my visit to the dentist yesterday, along with the dawning realization that I shall need at least 2 new crowns, and … Continue reading I pack in the morning. Toothpaste.
Peter and Buck and Sophia the Dog are on the couch here in the TV room where we’re finishing watching “Terminal” with Tom Hanks. I am watching Peter wrestle with Sophia the Dog — she’s biting her own tail — while the credits roll on the screen. He’s laughing. Life is good, you know?
Every time it snows, I think we’ve been cut off from the world. Even though I can easily see our neighbors’ houses around us, just where they were yesterday, and the day before. Mom always panicked at the snow, as if it were something new and surprising. She’d lived in this city all her life, … Continue reading When it snows
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