I stand in the garden watching a crescent moon hover above the tips of the fir trees. The thrushes surge in their singing as they do at dusk and swallows swirl about the eves. Music drifts out an open window – my son playing piano – like I have never heard before. Teenage angst…
Category: parenting
Kids, Swamps, and Beavers
I’m excited to say I have an essay at the Brain, Child blog. Take a look or read some of the other very fine essays there. http://www.brainchildmag.com/2016/02/finding-the-center/